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

Frozen, i'm going insane / cloaked like a ghost but i've broken my chains

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

She better be lucky i'm not in the audio to make this diss

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

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

It's stepping in the shade to not get burnt

Back like i never ever left in the first

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

You gon need some gills, to not drown in my rhyme

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

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

They said in my head im not to stable,

Ok im at school trying to be cool trying to fit in and not be a fool

But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school