This is a song about "Zain thinking he s cool"

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

And he gotta fresh twist cause he cool with my bitch

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Challenge, or rapper thinking he can battle yours

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

So i still be on that yard with a philly of that marley

Thinking you’re playing cool but in fact you play like an atari/

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

What could he rap about, cuz i know he ain't cool.

He never thought he was cool, cause everyone said otherwise, suffered in fright

Cause she's playing both roles like her occupation was dyke, fucking right

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

Dissed you thinking it was cool, not just cuz i was mad

Thinking he could beat me, his bean sized little mind made him

So right before i sleep, dear god, what i'm askin