This is a song about "How cool i am"

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

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

"if i do that, then how am i gonna blow bitch?

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

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

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

I know you think you cool

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

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

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

It's clear to me now, but i am not sure how

Bong, vaporizer, in the sack now