This is a song about "Bad drivers"

Why you treat them so bad

Well, i can handle that

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

Black honda accord slash four door ford until the drivers are flattened

It's actually disastrously bad

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

When i am mad, and things look bad/

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Sentimental beauties acting bad

Like heisenberg, now we're breaking bad,

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

My raps are good, yours are bad..

Cause now you got me hopped up on that