This is a song about "Bad omen"

This is why her nigga mad

Gay basher cuz i smash ''fags'' thats bad

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

The real muscle in the message of that

When i am mad, and things look bad/

It ain't like that

Told me whats good and bad

Times aren't always that bad

Top dropped down, black on black

Luxury life, results living bad

I know the world been waiting for that

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Why you treat them so bad

I used my rhymes for bad

When love comes callin', don’t look back