This is a song about "All about the bads"

Its about time i kill all the songs that people wanna listen

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

I know about us white people and all the evil we've done,

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

All that talk about change, and shit still remains the same

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

Subject matter’s all about the riches and dough,

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

But it's not all about me, sorry for the abstraction

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Its all about the rap pad ranks boo boo

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

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

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

All they care about is the grades,