This is a song about "Cold attitude"

But rather than singing non praise the dude

And i want a better attitude

Skipping class and growing cold

Is a space that now you hold

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Tell 'em about your attitude problems

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

As for your attitude, there's no substitute

I'm a new man with a new attitude

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

All this paper i fold

Hand to hand in the cold

Strong to add up attitude and words that belong to adults

But wait that beat kicks in and your adrenaline jumps

Teach you how to rope a chick

Your fucking attitude makes me sick