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

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

In my town whites not even allowed to rap

Ya know ya not able to compete in this race,

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

They said in my head im not to stable,

I needed an action break to regain a little bit of compassion against attraction fakes

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

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

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

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

The pain is horrible and for michael i gotta make it through somehow.

Not to mention for others in other dimensions

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Well baby bot there ain't no question

And i'm still not ready to pack it in