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

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

Not to mention for others in other dimensions

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

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

But the same deposition take it every time

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

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

They said in my head im not to stable,

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

I walk in and the begin to go "oh no not him"

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

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

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

Ya know ya not able to compete in this race,

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case