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

You do not want to get in a collision

Man i smoke that marjorie simpson

And i'm still not ready to pack it in

I'm talkin ideas , motivation

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

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

Not to mention for others in other dimensions

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Ya know ya not able to compete in this race,

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

Right now im still in the dark, not for long i hope to catch that spark.

In my town whites not even allowed to rap

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free