This is a song about "Be like the cool kids"

You never play with young boys cause they never private

My brains the thing that pull it, mates be telling me to cool it

The hostile picasso, but played it cool

Momma said i should reconsider law school

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Supposed to be an outlet for emotions and the kids then,

Should i be a nerd or be cool?

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

Still we be praying that the weather stop playing and cool the tropics

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Ghettos and kids that roam the globe, patrol like a soldier known,

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

Why are the little kids having little kids

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

So kids say fuck school don't follow the rules they'll al be asking for your money