This is a song about "Bad and boo"

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

Its all about the rap pad ranks boo boo

I remember calling you my boo/

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

Of bad bitches and good tree

They gotta point em out baby

And if you wanna be away tell me boo

Real recognize real, real women dont know you

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

From his baby or boo, so he gets rabies and lose

After i rap there like boo hoo and hush up they try to rewrite there raps but fucked up

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

It spreads bad tempers and tragedies

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

When i am mad, and things look bad/

That we ain't never had