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

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

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

In my town whites not even allowed to rap

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

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

I would always keep a strong pace with a long face thinking of all the song names

Not even in the colon, so he had to reopen the book of the woven

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

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

Ya know ya not able to compete in this race,

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

In my head theres no place to escape what is not