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

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

It's over blaw if u wanna rap come to me i will show u how

But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first

It's stepping in the shade to not get burnt

In my head theres no place to escape what is not

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

Living carefree no plans try not to think in advance

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

You gon need some gills, to not drown in my rhyme

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

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

But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school

Ok im at school trying to be cool trying to fit in and not be a fool

Back to my life application, you might think i'm happy, with this good fucking grades

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