This is a song about "Ian is cool"

Fuck it, call me a heathen, that's cool

Kill people, burn shit, fuck school

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

The fuck is up, nothing punk, you think that fucking you're cool

Not cool, is what i say

Word play, word play

Being able to collab is so cool

But me and my brother never made it out school

Damn, why can i be that cool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

I got 99 problems and they're all about school, "school is cool" said no one ever

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

Bitch this shit is for every fuckin' kid who never played it cool,

That high school sounded cool

I call that shit that middle school