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

Ok im at school trying to be cool trying to fit in and not be a fool

But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

You do not want to get in a collision

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

In my town whites not even allowed to rap

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Not to mention for others in other dimensions

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

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Family making funeral preparations they told me reap what you sow

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

Now you can resti betcha never screamed a niggas whole name outand felt tha pleasure and tha pain

I'm still in pain/it's not easy to explain/i spit lyrics to entertain,things ain't the same

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

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one