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

You may want to rethink your composition not in the position

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

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

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

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

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

They said in my head im not to stable,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

She better be lucky i'm not in the audio to make this diss

Catch me rolling with kelly or at the hilton with paris

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

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart