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

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion

And not to mention it not only mean "being in a mansion"

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

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

They said in my head im not to stable,

You do not want to get in a collision

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

Living carefree no plans try not to think in advance

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

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

Doing the moonwalk, hoping i blow up in time