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

In time we learned to live a life of crime

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

And i'm still not ready to pack it in

Bamas surprised, deprived from attention

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

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

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

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

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

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

In my head theres no place to escape what is not

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

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

In 1 , 2 , 3 blaw i will get your ass fucked and you know how

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

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