This is a song about "Bad linen"

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Gay basher cuz i smash ''fags'' thats bad

"ma, i gotta eat...i don't know your religion

The cars, the cane, the women swimmin in sin 'nd linen

Man that was fuckin bad

Saying they this and that

I used my rhymes for bad

No car key and i mean that

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

That affected you so bad

You, you, you have to pay for that

Why you treat them so bad

I'mma sign that work and release that

Times aren't always that bad