This is a song about "Bad man thing"

Man that was fuckin bad

All i need is the notepad

You know the one thing i notice about critics man?

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

Man master why you giving bad advice/

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

Man the only fuckin thing left for me is a buck twenty, half a g and this fuckin pen."

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

I started wondering if that was really such a bad thing

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

It's all over now, take it like a man

A bad man rapper with a plan

Man i got a bad bitch maybe ill wife her

Get high together, left ny together