jumanji.

When I was younger, man, they told me not to feed the streets

Don't try to touch or dip a toe in it, don't even peep

They said it'll have you in a hold and you can't wiggle free

They meant it'll have you in a hole, in jail or be deceased

As you grow older, man, you notice you don't even need

To play the game, it's like Jumanji, it will pull you in

And test you hard, it don't matter how good the school you been

Answer with lead and circle 'round before you're marked again

But you know that I grip when it's war time

Know I'm back on the bull with the four five

Let it air off my finger, my nail drying