This is a song about "Were not cool no more"

If he's going to record, if wants to diss me or if were cool

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

I do not mind if i am not cool

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

No more empowering you, they were bluffs,

We vegetables, on them record labels

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

They tried pretend that everything was cool and that they were a friend

"no more monkeys jumping on the bed" but i am not respondin',

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

But shit i ain't with her no more not in this life

Through all the rain and the pain

No more money, no more fame

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Your raps were 'cool' brother, it fooled others!