This is a song about "Bad repuation"

It's actually disastrously bad

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

And you all will respect that

Why you treat them so bad

Man that was fuckin bad

I can't turn back

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

When i am mad, and things look bad/

Yall niggahs gone get it bad

May just gon' bring hobo back

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Why do you treat them so bad

You ain't gon find that

It's all good, finna dog that

Told me whats good and bad