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

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

Maybe his hopes were not in a slight able to come to life.

You gon need some gills, to not drown in my rhyme

She said she want it now, well girl it's hammer time

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

And not to mention it not only mean "being in a mansion"

If thats not proof enough to cause a rude erupt in your uterus

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

You may want to rethink your composition not in the position

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

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

It's stepping in the shade to not get burnt

I'm a new soul, i came to this strange world

In my head theres no place to escape what is not

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block