This is a song about "Eli is cool"

Forget about being the coolest, cause who is, to decide what cool is?

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Higher than high school

Damn, why can i be that cool

Cool young kings trying to make a name houston is where we came

Don't even know the rules but yet y'all tryin' to play the game

Where people spraying their tools, which is playing it cool,

But she forgot about the golden rule

The fuck is up, nothing punk, you think that fucking you're cool

By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

But fuck it, i know i'm the best, eli porter would shout it.

That high school sounded cool

Back in tha old school

Don't act all cool because your rent is due

And if i gotta settle for a piece of you