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

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

Living carefree no plans try not to think in advance

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

It's stepping in the shade to not get burnt

Ummnow i dun been around the world

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

In my town whites not even allowed to rap

If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more

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

Not even in the colon, so he had to reopen the book of the woven

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one