This is a song about "Cool for kids"

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

When you feel so dope it ain't even cool for you to get excited with a verse anymore

I used to look up to middle-class kids for trading places,

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

For blacks and the whites, but these kids hear us slaughter cops,

For you kids to listen to, i'm vodka, drama, shock, tonic,

Unless it's steve harvey's buff sister trying to jerk my dick

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

Stick up kids gettin' stuck up for the fake gold chain

Oh and fuck all the cool kids

Look, i tried to call it quits

Yeah, for the kids going through shit/

Saying they this and that

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

Kick out the kids, all three, thankyou for the new life