This is a song about "Cool weed"

Who be puffin that weed

From the back seat, back seat

But me and my brother never made it out school

Gotta thank god for keeping my life cool.

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

Who substituted for this weed

Sometimes i think, what i need

But i'm done teachin' niggas though it's school

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

Higher than high school

I know you think you cool

So, they hate and they say

My flow better than cool j