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

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

The place to start is in our music, not the economy

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

In my head theres no place to escape what is not

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

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

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

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

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

Not to mention for others in other dimensions

You may want to rethink your composition not in the position

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

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

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

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