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

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

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

And not to mention it not only mean "being in a mansion"

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

About bullshit and the truth not sure which one to believe in

Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more

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

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

I walk in and the begin to go "oh no not him"

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Living carefree no plans try not to think in advance

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

In my head theres no place to escape what is not

I'm still in pain/it's not easy to explain/i spit lyrics to entertain,things ain't the same

Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game