This is a song about "Bad for you"

Uh, you a bad girl potential

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Maybe i'm lost no need for bad thoughts

And i can't help but stare, cause

I heard liqours bad for you liver well im bad for your kidney

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

Never letting go, although sometimes i slip

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Why do you treat them so bad

And for the record, i didn't think your rap was bad

I don't know why i'm even on this track

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

If you're dealin' with hardware i feel bad for you, son

Wish for a prophecy, hope for fewer bad signs

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines