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

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

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat

In my town whites not even allowed to rap

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

Doing the moonwalk, hoping i blow up in time

Ya know ya not able to compete in this race,

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

They said in my head im not to stable,

Wanted to jump the gun but ain't know it was loaded though

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

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Not much shit in this world to amuse