This is a song about "Bad singer"

Man that was fuckin bad

You know, work that

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Like an r&b singer, bitch i'm a believer,

Luxury life, results living bad

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

His skins white as winter, be a singer,

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Told me whats good and bad

You, you, you have to pay for that

As long as when the check came they got first dibsnow brenda's belly is getting bigger

Ha, there gonna be haters saying im not a rapper but a little singer

It's actually disastrously bad

I know the world been waiting for that

Times aren't always that bad

Where the black girls get their weaves back