This is a song about "Bad style"

Finally finna find a child's style

Run for cover and return fire

It's real dog, i live in the fire

Your in the ocean swimming doggy style

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Even then my style still needed detox/

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Changing my whole life style from bad to good

No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile

Become complicated never be wit rythm bringin' style

I went away for a while, switched up ma style

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

But most times i'm not, i be lifted

Style so bad can't jock me kid