This is a song about "Jacob is so cool"

But she forgot about the golden rule

Where people spraying their tools, which is playing it cool,

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

Cool young kings trying to make a name houston is where we came

Everything is gonna be cool when my k meltdown

Niggas gonna run down, tell you put your gun down

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Forget about being the coolest, cause who is, to decide what cool is?

Cause my flow's so cool it's like joe montana.

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Huh, i can't interpret her

So cool the bitches, they scatter

I've seen niggas loose cool, niggas leave school

That's why i still so poor and so cool

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

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force