This is a song about "Thinking your cool"

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Know what your thinking that we're a dime a dozen

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

Yall thinking you control me, are you out of your mind?!

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Do you ever dream the day away thinking of your happy place

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

And that little nigga nigga, thinks its okay

Your love in my chest, why was i thinking this way?

Thinking your going to keep your health,

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

We share, don't wanna, cool i break, your breast, thighs, legs,

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense