This is a song about "How cool i 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

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

Here i go again, falling in love again

For how smart i really am

Cause u know that this my jam

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

But i aint got to be like "ay how sick am i?"

I know you think you cool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Now how am i supposed to repent when evil is what i represent

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

How to top those words he spake, how am i gonna reach my idol, miller, jake?

It all goes back to when i dropped outta school

I do not mind if i am not cool