This is a song about "Cool girls"

Damn, why can i be that cool

Kill people, burn shit, fuck school

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

I know you think you cool

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Even then sluts thought "damn hes cool"

I call that shit that middle school

At first i thought you were cool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Being able to collab is so cool

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

But she forgot about the golden rule

Fuck it, call me a heathen, that's cool

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Gotta thank god for keeping my life cool.