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

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

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

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

In my head theres no place to escape what is not

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

She better be lucky i'm not in the audio to make this diss

Catch me rolling with kelly or at the hilton with paris

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

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

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Not to mention for others in other dimensions

It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello

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

Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world

It's stepping in the shade to not get burnt