This is a song about "Bad things on tele"

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

So u dont remember things? so u write it on ur face,

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

I don't wear nice things on my body, it doesn't work well

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Put you on a swing n all kinds of freaky things

And anyway, you hear all of these bad things about the internet,

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Sticking such things on walls for better calls

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Wish i could take back all he bad things ive done

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

Maybe its god putting the good things on hold.

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

When i am mad, and things look bad/