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

And i'm still not ready to pack it in

Look, they gon' love me for my ambition

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

Ya know ya not able to compete in this race,

They said in my head im not to stable,

Tell your girls, to come join our table

In my head theres no place to escape what is not

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

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

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

In my town whites not even allowed to rap

Not much shit in this world to amuse

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

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

Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game