This is a song about "Tyler is cool"

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

By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

That high school sounded cool

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

After this eighth be high like out of middle school

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

When it comes to spitting that fire

Why so serious, tyler

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

But its cool, all my niggas say is lefty

Get in the mood on blacc friday

Not cool, is what i say

Crockadillys be so rad, and cool

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

But she forgot about the golden rule

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