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

They said in my head im not to stable,

Tell your girls, to come join our table

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Maybe his hopes were not in a slight able to come to life.

If you're not going to cooperate, just get in the trunk

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

You gon need some gills, to not drown in my rhyme

Went and bought two sixty twos, at the same damn time

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

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

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

Everybody finger point in your direction

You females don't understand i'm in no mood for games/it's a damn shame/ how

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

Ya know ya not able to compete in this race,

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