This is a song about "Bad at golf"

Why you treat them so bad

Bet i'm heavy with that

Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stationssorry i left that ass waiting

At that moment was an epiphany and had a bad feeling so i started racing

Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much

I am the one ...i am above the law out playin golf wid the judge,

So much green my new car should be a golf cart

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

Times aren't always that bad

And that's jay line i had to quote that

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

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

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

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

At first i didnt know how bad this shit would bother me

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy