This is a song about "Bad manners"

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

We forgot our manners, became actors and ignored the hazards/

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Never get served with manners like "ni hao, bitch"

On the sizzle, p90kill yourself like you're in college

It's all good, finna dog that

Like heisenberg, now we're breaking bad,

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

But all that comes out is my eccentric manners; it screws up all my looks

Luxury life, results living bad

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

We gotta get back to what really matters

I'm about to teach you some manners.