This is a song about "Bad lands"

Should've known these mothefucking bad

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Sentimental beauties acting bad

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Luxury life, results living bad

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

Take my crown and look around at the lands uncharted found

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

Yall niggahs gone get it bad

Baby got back, shows where ya lack of flow lands ya, right in the back.

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Washing these holy lands in their heathen blood,

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

Why you treat them so bad

Can’t you hear that