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

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

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

In my head theres no place to escape what is not

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

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

The place to start is in our music, not the economy

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I walk in and the begin to go "oh no not him"

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

In my town whites not even allowed to rap

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Not to mention for others in other dimensions