This is a song about "Bad things"

But like all bad things you should realize, im just a lost soul in this

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Education is the center of better things

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

Wish i could take back all he bad things ive done

And brutally doing things

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Luxury life, results living bad

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

One night love: i'mma need that

When i am mad, and things look bad/

Maybe ill grow up and do great things

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since