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

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

And not to mention it not only mean "being in a mansion"

But not to get to college degree or go staying in school,

I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor

You do not want to get in a collision

Me and my microphone could be one

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

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

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

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

Ya know ya not able to compete in this race,

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

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

Ali shaheed muhammad q-tip i'm trynna follow

I needed an action break to regain a little bit of compassion against attraction fakes

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