This is a song about "Being cool"

I know you think you cool

Back in tha old school

But she forgot about the golden rule

Fuck it, call me a heathen, that's cool

But you hate them navel kisses

Alright cool, let's do this..

At first i thought you were cool

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Forget about being the coolest, cause who is, to decide what cool is?

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Even then sluts thought "damn hes cool"