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

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

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

You do not want to get in a collision

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Not much shit in this world to amuse

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

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

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

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

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

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Living carefree no plans try not to think in advance

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion

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