This is a song about "Bad mixtapes"

Sentimental beauties acting bad

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

It's all good, finna dog that

That's why it sucks so bad

Times aren't always that bad

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

That affected you so bad

All i need is the notepad

Or let the mob handle that

Like heisenberg, now we're breaking bad,

Mixtapes calling out names, cleaning out closets, cuz know one knows me

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

I used my rhymes for bad

Sneak up on attack

It's actually disastrously bad

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that