This is a song about "Bad cury"

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Man that was fuckin bad

Bring that shit the fuck back

One night love: i'mma need that

I used my rhymes for bad

Yall niggahs gone get it bad

Ain't even tryna hold back

All i need is the notepad

Why you treat them so bad

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

Wonder if they take it all back

It's actually disastrously bad

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Imma go aclabat when beat goes bad

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that