This is a song about "A bad girl"

Pocket racked up all big faces

I want a girl to love

Little girl for a big boy,

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

What up girl, tell me how you been

What a bad situation

No rhyme is a bad rhyme

Would look at us all the time

If your having a bad day

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

If i want a girl so bad ill be persistent

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

U a bad bitch ,girl don't get confused

And once i met a good girl

And he, what's his name, earl