This is a song about "Bad little girls"

Go to your little horse tell girls they need a saddle

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Add a little meat and now we're bacon bad,

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Good girls gone bad now they puffin that roll up

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

Let's enjoy our younger years

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

I get jelous when your with other girls

Talking about the god you serve

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I sit and type bars like everyday i got two girls and they all bad

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught