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

In 1 , 2 , 3 blaw i will get your ass fucked and you know how

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

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

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

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

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

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

This is my passion, i'm out atlanta, smashing some action

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

You do not want to get in a collision

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

You may want to rethink your composition not in the position

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Ya know ya not able to compete in this race,

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

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard