This is a song about "Bad for me"

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

A bad bitch said to me "let me get in those draws"

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

And probably i'll resort to doin' shit for cash like breaking bad,

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

Prying for the loose puck, supplying opponent's bad luck

Hit me so bad baby girl give me a upper cut

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Nas, he runs the whole staff, we count mad for seen bad

Told me whats good and bad

Cus if your love was all i had

Maybe i'm lost no need for bad thoughts

Huh, a metaphor of course

Askin' for some money for rocks, to ease a bad habit

Whole team full of og’s packing fo-fo’s on the hip hip