This is a song about "How cool i look"

I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor

I knew there was monastery clues on how to play it cool

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

But i know, and y'all know it was cool//

So like i said before don't act a fool

Look in my face see how broken i am

Life's about decisions man

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

Understood, how could they man? so i lashed out, take a fuckin look

Look, i'm about my business, i don't care how many minutes i've got to show

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

I know you think you cool

Y'all truancy, i'm high school

Rich people use me cause i looks so cool!

But i'm done teachin' niggas though it's school