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

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Right now im still in the dark, not for long i hope to catch that spark.

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

And i'm still not ready to pack it in

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

Now you can resti betcha never screamed a niggas whole name outand felt tha pleasure and tha pain

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

You saying you dominate is like showing a fake id saying your last names

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

Ya know ya not able to compete in this race,

Tell your girls, to come join our table

They said in my head im not to stable,

Not to mention, get your 3d glasses on, put it in the third dimension now

Dun want your courtesy bitch i won't bet even my a.tom call me a low brow

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

If you're not going to cooperate, just get in the trunk