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

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

They said in my head im not to stable,

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

Acting as packs of chimpanzees, a yack of bleats they ape and pack with bleeps in tapes

Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game

I'm still in pain/it's not easy to explain/i spit lyrics to entertain,things ain't the same

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

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

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

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

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

In my head theres no place to escape what is not

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

You may want to rethink your composition not in the position