This is a song about "Bad boyfriends"

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat

Like heisenberg, now we're breaking bad,

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

When i am mad, and things look bad/

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

Cause yo black apparently yo bad

I'm stuck with that

I used my rhymes for bad

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Why you treat them so bad

Cuz im a bad girl, bad girl (x2)

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense