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

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

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

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

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

Not to mention, get your 3d glasses on, put it in the third dimension now

Now imma hit this beat like pow everybody's eye's open and they say wow

It's stepping in the shade to not get burnt

I got them saying who dat, who dat? cole world

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat

In my town whites not even allowed to rap

If you're not going to cooperate, just get in the trunk

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

Not much shit in this world to amuse

A far reach from them rap dudes

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

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though