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

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

You get your girl for something tight tomorrow

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

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

In my head theres no place to escape what is not

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

It's over blaw if u wanna rap come to me i will show u how

Bust that pussy open, turn that sofa to a fuckin pool

But not to get to college degree or go staying in school,

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

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

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