This is a song about "Lachie is cool"

Bust that pussy open, turn that sofa to a fuckin pool

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

We cool under one condition

Well wishes to my opposition

That's the sound of my tool

At first i thought you were cool

Even then sluts thought "damn hes cool"

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Incoming callplus this my homie from high school

Being able to collab is so cool

Not cool, is what i say

Take my moms, move away

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

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Then you look like a fucking fool

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