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

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

Gucci rocking his gold rollie, i'm rocking mine

Fucked up, hating ass areas in the world

It's stepping in the shade to not get burnt

Frozen, i'm going insane / cloaked like a ghost but i've broken my chains

In the beginning i became the councillor, not just to my friend but to my classmates,

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

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow

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

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Maybe his hopes were not in a slight able to come to life.

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

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