This is a song about "A bad guy"

And i ended up being the bad guy,

Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

No not really, im not a tough guy,

You're just some ghetto punk, but me, i'm a dope guy.

You just need to take me, i know you can fly

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

In the cold street,where the bad guy is

Learned to hustle from a guy named mel

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

Especially a guy like me someone so shy,

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

No matter if you try to make me look like the bad guy