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

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

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

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

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

She better be lucky i'm not in the audio to make this diss

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

In my town whites not even allowed to rap

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Living carefree no plans try not to think in advance

You may want to rethink your composition not in the position

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

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

I told her i love that pussy, she think we a couple though