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

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Not to mention for others in other dimensions

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

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

Not much shit in this world to amuse

When they hear me rocking the groove

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

You may want to rethink your composition not in the position

In my head theres no place to escape what is not

Motivation from nipsey or glasses, jay rock

In my town whites not even allowed to rap

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

And i'm still not ready to pack it in

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

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