This is a song about "Bad grammar"

Alicia keys needs to improve her grammar

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Or let the mob handle that

She did things that were bad

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Hold up, loud packs like i got cancer

Delivery and grammar,

Like heisenberg, now we're breaking bad,

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

Luxury life, results living bad

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

You're raging an got some grammar issues go back to first grade