This is a song about "Bad things on tele"

Your bitch on my lap pleaing for my pee pee so bad

I don't know why i'm even on this track

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

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

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

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Now i'm thinkin about doin some bad things

By the water, au revoir to my audience

When i am mad, and things look bad/

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

Wish i could take back all he bad things ive done

Realising that world leans on things

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings