This is a song about "Bad at cod"

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

'cause weavin' facades is as easy as lobs of feed to the cod

Then i'm back at it, back in hazmats, breaking bad addictions back, im a rap addict"

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Looking at the pretty smile, that cleans my soul from all the bad ways

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Top dropped down, black on black

Told me whats good and bad

It's actually disastrously bad

I know the world been waiting for that

You fucking do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do good at marriage

The only reason that i put up with this bougie ass bitch

I promise i'mma call you back

Why you treat them so bad

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold