This is a song about "Bad hows"

Hows that supposed to be a diss bitch,

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

Man that was fuckin bad

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Times aren't always that bad

One night love: i'mma need that

Twista finna get up on the track

Yall niggahs gone get it bad

Luxury life, results living bad

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

Hows that for insurance with some reinsurance,

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

To get them niggas while they laid back

Should've known these mothefucking bad

Cause yo black apparently yo bad

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that