This is a song about "Cool charlotte"

Even then sluts thought "damn hes cool"

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

What them tippers don't see

Cool niggas say i'm saucy.

The hostile picasso, but played it cool

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Stops bein hyper, josh its time to act cool...

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

Keep spitting like that, then you will be a charlotte bobcat

No david lettermans acting a fool

Gotta thank god for keeping my life cool.

I mean, i know i'm pretty cool

My whip is new but i'm playin' old school