This is a song about "Bad bothers"

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

My garage full of cars that bounce

When love comes callin', don’t look back

When i am mad, and things look bad/

I promise i'mma call you back

Imma go aclabat when beat goes bad

Sentimental beauties acting bad

You're very attractive, and notice that

Man that was fuckin bad

That moschino shit is so back

Gay basher cuz i smash ''fags'' thats bad

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Why you treat them so bad

All i need is the notepad

She did things that were bad

Wonder if they take it all back