Tekster: Travis Barker. Give The Drummer Some. Cool Head.

Yeah, yeah

Relaxed and I'm thinking did I forget to mention
I'm sitting on a location, I call it new station
Destructing my best hope is
Motherfuckers ain't got no life, no vision, no ambition

No will to do a damn thing, they often spit easy
And talk down on a nigga make it shinin'
How is that bubbly? So menstrual psychology
Tamponing, stressful, overloaded jealous niggas
I'm in my own world, literally no bullshit, baby

I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head now, whoa
I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head

Ain't nobody tripping on, I'm cool, relax
I keep my mojo on, damn no turning me off
I keep making that money, that money, that money
Yeah, keep my mojo on, damn, no turning me off

Ain't nobody tripping on, I'm cool, relax
I, I keep my mojo on damn no turning me off
I keep making that money, that money, that money, yeah
I keep my mojo on, damn, no turning me off

I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head now, whoa
I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head now, whoa
I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head now, whoa
I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head

They stay living right in their own eyes
In their own [Incomprehensible], in their holes
We see beyond the hate, we see a poor soul
Who hasn't been told
They only know what they've been shown

They stay living right in their own eyes
In their own [Incomprehensible], in their holes
We see beyond the hate, we see a poor soul
Who hasn't been told
They only know what they've been shown

I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head now, whoa
I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head now, whoa
I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head now, whoa
I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head