This is a song about "Bad ha"

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Ha-ha, you ain't got no chance

No insulators to make you try to climb out as gladiators! (ha?)

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

I think your developing a neck twitch (ha ha)

Used to call me the african don dada

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

She bout that life ha that pink panther lean she sip

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

So we here to the blow the candle out, 1, 2, 3, ha,

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

When the money is due, you've already spent it on you, ha,

It's real dog, i live in the fire

Ha,ha sawdy for a while

Our history that they stole, africa

And they thought drugs were killing the youth (ha, ha, ha, ha)