This is a song about "Not cuul to juul in schuul"

Living carefree no plans try not to think in advance

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

They said in my head im not to stable,

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Not even in the colon, so he had to reopen the book of the woven

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Right now im still in the dark, not for long i hope to catch that spark.

Not to mention, get your 3d glasses on, put it in the third dimension now

Now imma hit this beat like pow everybody's eye's open and they say wow

Not to mention for others in other dimensions

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

If you're not going to cooperate, just get in the trunk

About bullshit and the truth not sure which one to believe in

See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion