This is a song about "Bad breakup"

Saying they this and that

Why you treat them so bad

It feel like i spread the breakup over these rhymes,

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

I used my rhymes for bad

It ain't like that

Now you got me hopped up on that

Like heisenberg, now we're breaking bad,

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

When i am mad, and things look bad/

It's actually disastrously bad

Then clap then shake it without breaking your back

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

Times aren't always that bad