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

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

In my town whites not even allowed to rap

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

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

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

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

Fucked up, hating ass areas in the world

It's stepping in the shade to not get burnt

Your death's miscella-neous, say hi to mister hades man, these little games

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

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

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

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

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

If thats not proof enough to cause a rude erupt in your uterus