This is a song about "Bad at golf"

These young niggas come outta nowhere taking out the heart of that shit, know what i'm saying

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

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

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

I used my rhymes for bad

Don’t you be holding back

Convertibles with turbo jets

Cuz im a bad girl, bad girl (x2)

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

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

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

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

So much green my new car should be a golf cart