Please Forget Me XV

[Verse One]:
Nah, I was never the type that all the fly ass honey's liked
My clothes and kicks weren't always tight
And they would always tell me like
"You ain't cool enough."
(Ain't cool enough?)
Ain't cool enough
I guess a brother must have gone to school too much
(School too much?)
School too much
Uber geek
Green backpack on I had my songs on compact cassette tapes
And played them for girls I like and I would love to date
But they weren't good enough
(Weren't good enough?)
Weren't good enough
I guess back then I wasn't hood enough
(Wasn't hood enough?)
Nah, I wasn't hood and I wasn't tough
Things started changing when my closet rearranged
And I'm balling starting hanging with the ballers and the gangstas
Niggas asked who was I?
(Who was I)
Who was I
Then ladies started saying, "That dude was fly."
(Who was fly?)
That dude is fly
Yeah, uber fly