This is a song about "Bad regime"

You ain't gon find that

Why you treat them so bad

Times aren't always that bad

I know the world been waiting for that

Told me whats good and bad

Don’t you be holding back

Covering my head in bad weather

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Miami nights, it was all a dream

And my civ 5 regime.

Undespitable best extreme teen regime, you scream for more

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

She did things that were bad

No car key and i mean that

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

The little cat was practice, for my later regime.