This is a song about "How cool i am"

How the fuck am i supposed to bake them a cake then?

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

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

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

And my main bitch, she just started school

I know you think you cool

A parakeet resembles just how high i am

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

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

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

But how long am i supposed to keep it?

How i am to feel about a white boy calling me nigga,

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

It all goes back to when i dropped outta school

I do not mind if i am not cool