This is a song about "Cool bre"

Even then sluts thought "damn hes cool"

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

We cool under one condition

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Homies lost their cool-funky flow

You haven't flowered loco

Damn, why can i be that cool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Same shit you said yesterday

Not cool, is what i say

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

At first i thought you were cool

It all goes back to when i dropped outta school

Crockadillys be so rad, and cool

That high school sounded cool

I call that shit that middle school