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

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

You may want to rethink your composition not in the position

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

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

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

Not much shit in this world to amuse

His mama told him not to go out in the rain eya-eya o

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

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

That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin

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

Family making funeral preparations they told me reap what you sow

Nina on my femur is cocked ready for action

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

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

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young