This is a song about "Bad jazz"

This is why her nigga mad

Told me whats good and bad

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Sentimental beauties acting bad

Cause yo black apparently yo bad

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Soothing jazz juxtaposing the pizzazz of this room/

My legion is doom, my gorilla's monsoon

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

We made fun out of our jazz talks

It's actually disastrously bad

Now you got me hopped up on that

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

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