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

Fucked up, hating ass areas in the world

It's stepping in the shade to not get burnt

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

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

Ya know ya not able to compete in this race,

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

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

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

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

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

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

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