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

In my town whites not even allowed to rap

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

They said in my head im not to stable,

You do not want to get in a collision

You can all get hit and we ain't lenient to women

And i'm still not ready to pack it in

High off life? my nigga not even

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

His mama told him not to go out in the rain eya-eya o

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

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

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

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

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