This is a song about "Braiden is cool"

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

Crockadillys be so rad, and cool

We cool under one condition

Riding around without a fuck given

The only cool thing i can say is that i gave you my heart too soon

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

Even then sluts thought "damn hes cool"

I've seen niggas loose cool, niggas leave school

So like i said before don't act a fool

You going around every where acting cool

I mean, i know i'm pretty cool

But i'm done teachin' niggas though it's school

The fuck is up, nothing punk, you think that fucking you're cool

By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

Cool young kings trying to make a name houston is where we came

The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same