This is a song about "Bad habits"

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

It's actually disastrously bad

That likes walking with his hips bragging about his marijuana hits.

My talent's erratic, i'll channel my malice at your whackest of habits

It's all good, finna dog that

Why you treat them so bad

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

He mastered the habits of rappin passin em on with passion

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Luxury life, results living bad

Under pressure like scuba divers trying to seek atlantis through an under sea secrete passage//

Over infatuated with old habits thats why im askin "how the fuck is this a challenge?"

Shutting faggots on his obtuse lacking habits. i bet my shit now recognized

It's nothing to deny for having such a mind, i'll be having y'all in mind

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

You see its one of my habits