This is a song about "God is cool"

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

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

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

Come and get your scholarship, i'm taking kids to school

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

But god is still the rock

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

Cause the thought of being free is like a message from god

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

The real god is what really shatters

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Glory to god he is the key

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Your gonna be on top nigga

But my god is bigger than godzilla