This is a song about "Bad poems"

No car key and i mean that

Why you treat them so bad

That's why it sucks so bad

You know, work that

I promise i'mma call you back

Why do you treat them so bad

It's actually disastrously bad

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Luxury life, results living bad

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

Man that was fuckin bad

Top dropped down, black on black

When i am mad, and things look bad/

I know what you do with that