This is a song about "Bad ideas"

Luxury life, results living bad

Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat

I'm not creative, ideas started leaking from my mental/

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Overflowing ideas with nowhere to go.

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

It's a way to spread ideas that i strongly believe

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

I can't stand the idiotic ideas of peoples these days

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

Can't go to her family, they won't let her stayno money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job

Nah, i ain't even gonna pretend that you fought. my ideas are not something that cannot be bought.

Times aren't always that bad

The bummer is the fact that i'm black