This is a song about "Bad at golf"

You, you, you have to pay for that

Times aren't always that bad

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

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

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

Saying they this and that

That's why it sucks so bad

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

Lookin' at the bad bitches, smokin' on the best smoke

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

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

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Like heisenberg, now we're breaking bad,