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

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

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

In my head theres no place to escape what is not

I wouldn't listen to 'emyour power movement was cool

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

Not much shit in this world to amuse

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

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

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

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

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

Living carefree no plans try not to think in advance

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

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

Maybe his hopes were not in a slight able to come to life.