This is a song about "All about the bads"

Now it's all about "the new star illuminati chose"//

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Guess ill stop with all the banter and ranting about the weakest

But i don't know what the fucking fuss is all about?

She make me chili like t-boz, me leave her out

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

He informs rappad all about the different dangers of the world

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

Fuck all the people rapping about drugs and crime.

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

I daydream all the time about severing heads

Inside we're all the same, equality is commodity it's not about

Dough ain't nothing to joke about, she open up when that dough come out

And all anyone cares about is the c

I got plans for you look in the sky baby