This is a song about "Bad shit"

The door crack, niggas all black

Times aren't always that bad

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

Like heisenberg, now we're breaking bad,

And this shit is not about the music and its bad decisions,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

You think i give a shit if i lose im used to the bad news

It's actually disastrously bad

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Splash tha niggaswill i dash your niggasonce i mash these figguzi’ll be badder nigga

So im saying sorry now for all the bad shit ive said , its not an excuse i was a