This is a song about "Cool boy"

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

With the same pace, looking boy

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

The hostile picasso, but played it cool

We cool under one condition

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

Back in tha old school

At first i thought you were cool

I mean, i know i'm pretty cool

I don't kiss and tell, that's so middle school