FTL_Sol - Understand lyrics

Sol: BIG said the "Sky Is The Limit," but That n***a lied because mine is infinite And Snoop said "b**hes Ain't sh**," but I ain't sh** if I say I say I'm aimless And Pac said he cared if ain't nobody else, but The way they treat me they can all go to Hell Things ain't always what they seem And the only thing a sleeping man gains is a dream Em told me, "All you need is bucks to be the man," but I say f** that with my nuts in my hand Jay said, "You can go to school, but can't buy cla**," but You can hit Google to buy swag And Kanye said, "This sh** is ridiculous," but I'd kinda like to ask him what his vision is And if he don't know then I'm appalled as can be Waking up hoping it's all a dream And Nas said all he need is One Mic, but If it's like that n***a f** life TIP said that, "The reaper ain't biased," but Why the reaper come early for the finest? And 50 said "d**h gotta be easy," but How free is a box buried deeply I think it's all just a set up, like Humanity was never meant to step up I'm thinking that I'll never understand I'm thinking that I'll never understand I'll just never understand I know, I know I'll never understand I'm thinking that I'll never understand I'm thinking that I'll never understand I'll just I'll never understand I know, I know I'll never understand But still the world singing La, la, la, la la, la, la, la La, la, la, la la, la, la, la La, la, la, la la, la, la, la Matter fact I don't even wanna know John Anthony: I guess it's like: Cloud 9, step 1 Takes 2 to tango but devils can dance with 3 Johnny Blue Feet, green heart full of hope In the city of the Cola and they say it's full of dope City with the Roosters and she hot but for the Crow Hopped down with the pistol, call it Malcolm In The Middle Caddy with the bu*tons like a n***a play Nintendo I'm just watching "Cooley High" smoking "Dead Presidential" Rebels in this b**h with some broads and cigarillos Dark chasers, white liquor, like the bar was named "Othello" Cadillac swinging like Rocky Marciano Got NY with me like "Revenge of the Apollo" Atlanta in my soul, word to my autopsy and Prices go for lower than sh** my Pops taught me Blunts thicker than a Malcolm X biography And Rebels over everything, just like an apostrophe n***a this my... Sol & John: La, la, la, la la, la, la, la Yea we just sparking up that... La, la, la, la la, la, la, la What's hard to you to me just... La, la, la, la la, la, la, la John: I'm feeling like you'll never understand Sol: Matter fact I don't even wanna know John: It's just...