This is a song about "How cool i am"

It's the perfect plan

For how smart i really am

How am i blind yet i can spot exactly where to drop some bombs/

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

I look at myself, how the hell am i supposed to have any dig-

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

Look in my face see how broken i am

After these, how can i hate that you're confused on who i am; when even more i

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

But how long am i supposed to keep it?

You dropped outta college, you can't pay shit

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force

I don't care how old she is, i'm cool with fucking old whores