This is a song about "Bad romance"

When i am mad, and things look bad/

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

I used my rhymes for bad

Sneak up on attack

Lyrical trance, romance the beat,

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Quick flipping up sexy back

Luxury life, results living bad

Back then i had no feelings, i hated love,*bitches* and romance.

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Man that was fuckin bad

Or let the mob handle that

We're two different types of romance,

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Saying they this and that

Told me whats good and bad