This is a song about "Am a bad guy"

Think you've had it bad fuck off mate am a soldier

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

When i am mad, and things look bad/

Where the black girls get their weaves back

That would further prove your that kid that should of been killed in troy.

I was born bad.they always told me to go rehab.i am a bad boy.

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

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

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Plant a seed, kiss this guy

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

Make you think i'm a silly guy

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

I am the kinda guy waiting for a fuckin prophecy. i shit on the mic like the rhino

When i am mad, and things look bad/

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that