This is a song about "Bad nike"

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

I used my rhymes for bad

The door crack, niggas all black

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

To compare me with him is like nike to jays

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

I cant forget mr moosey moose, last birthday he bought some used nike shoes,

Like heisenberg, now we're breaking bad,

This is why her nigga mad

Luxury life, results living bad

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Cause yo black apparently yo bad

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Why you treat them so bad

Snapple fact: you rather wack