This is a song about "All about the bads"

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

I used to think about you all the time

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

I daydream all the time about severing heads

All the other trash ya rap about i betcha lack

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

Like all the stuff that i hate was about to inflate

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

You know i’m better off without you

Its all about the rap pad ranks boo boo

And all anyone cares about is the c

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Forget about the politicians cause we know they all racist

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist