Late Registration

My life is a movie and in a plot twist that no one saw coming (not even me) I got my Kanye West on (cause y'all can't tell me nothin) and registered for college a month after the deadline (and got accepted). Nah I ain't leave town (same number, same hood, its all good), I'm just crossing the bridge (lord knows no one ever sees me in the burbs) and pursuing some higher learning like and intelligent hoodlum. Hopefully I'll have some cool professors and stay out of trouble.