This is a song about "Bad guy"

Even passing out that eminem guy

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

In the cold street,where the bad guy is

Thick girls, small frame, please watch ya tummy miss

That got your mother high

Did you meet another guy

Don't assume i'm a bad guy, who gets to decide

You ain't got one or the other well brother good night

Im just that type of guy

Tears that our fore fathers cry

But people everywhere think i'm your average guy

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

I’m taking too long with this amateur guy

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

That's the window into the sky

Every other guy