This is a song about "Cool losers"

Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day

What a gay say is what losers say when they get off the way

Since the losers you, man up to our bet

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

Kill people, burn shit, fuck school

Even then sluts thought "damn hes cool"

We cool under one condition

I'm wale, the prescription

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

You going around every where acting cool

Should i be a nerd or be cool?

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

I mean, i know i'm pretty cool

And this is dc where the rich see the poor