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

Got lebron entourages like maverick and richie paul

To be fought, not finding refuge in the ones they adore/

You do not want to get in a collision

Even when i'm sleep, i got vision

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

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

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

In my town whites not even allowed to rap

They said in my head im not to stable,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Not to mention for others in other dimensions

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

In my head theres no place to escape what is not

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

And now.... i gotta wallow through the crap to find my heart somehow.