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

I'm just aiming what i'm saying hope you bleed out emotion

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

The place to start is in our music, not the economy

Everybody watching while you touching real money

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

Ya know ya not able to compete in this race,

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

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

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

Not even in the colon, so he had to reopen the book of the woven

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

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

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

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