This is a song about "Bad ryhmes"

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Can't beleive the ryhmes i have read

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Whether teddy or pat

When i am mad, and things look bad/

Yall niggahs gone get it bad

I don't want it on my back

Should've known these mothefucking bad

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Why you treat them so bad

Don’t you be holding back

The third one is mixed, white and black

Times aren't always that bad