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

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

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

You may want to rethink your composition not in the position

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

Not to mention for others in other dimensions

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

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

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

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

And i'm still not ready to pack it in

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

But not to get to college degree or go staying in school,

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

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