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

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

I walk in and the begin to go "oh no not him"

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

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

Living carefree no plans try not to think in advance

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first

It's stepping in the shade to not get burnt

I needed an action break to regain a little bit of compassion against attraction fakes

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

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

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

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

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

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

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