This is a song about "The cool kids in high school"

Oh and fuck all the cool kids

Cdg shit match my kicks

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

Yeah i'm 15 and you're twelve, you in the middle school, i'm high school, my prime/

Whilst in a school called junior high

So y'all niggas can fly

Isn't cool at your home or your school.its the innocent kids that go home and cry

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Graduated from high school i'm still tryna fuck the faculty

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

That high school sounded cool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Engineering, medicine, religion, fine arts, and built the great pyramids

So stupid listen to the music and you spit so ruthless now we cool kids,