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

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

In my head theres no place to escape what is not

Desire get confused and you could lose your direction

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

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

You may want to rethink your composition not in the position

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

They said in my head im not to stable,

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

In my town whites not even allowed to rap

It's stepping in the shade to not get burnt

I'm a new soul, i came to this strange world

Save some, save none at the same time

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

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

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt