This is a song about "Bull conor"

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

If i'm athiest, i'm athiest, so please stop imposing bull.

Tito santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull

Hard as bull sharks chew through hearts when they are hardly full.

The race war, when it's us against all of them

No need for a call to the bull pen

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

Now you've had a glimpse inside the ill mind of dan bull

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Better than the last stack of bull crap

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Guess what i can bull too even though i've even riden one

No car key and i mean that

But all yo get is bull crap

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

All this bull shit aint gonna stop me from chasing dreams