This is a song about "At bad"

Sneak up on attack

Man that was fuckin bad

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Cops called dad, tellin him at school i was actin bad,

Ha my mojo back

Told me whats good and bad

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Like heisenberg, now we're breaking bad,

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

But if i'm at it, mathematically, the money ain't bad.

I just wanna be higher than that

Times aren't always that bad

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

You're so bad at rapping that even hello kitty said goodbye to you.