This is a song about "Bad things and sad things"

When i am mad, and things look bad/

Twista finna get up on the track

When i am mad, and things look bad/

Cus if your love was all i had

But right now id rather fool around and break things

The battle ain't over till the black man sings

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

Draw and write things people should never see

And getting money is the song i sing

And the the things we're still demanding;

Big hopes, big dreams, and he stands spitting these fucked up things,

My city's culture to the game now in existence

Say three things and do it now

Will somebody please show me how

So i'm one with that

She did things that were bad