This is a song about "Bad things"

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Now i focus on the things dat i want so bad,

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

I did bad things and it was a crime

I try not to obey them at anytime

They say he the key to my blessings

I would do awful awful things

When i am mad, and things look bad/

To get them niggas while they laid back

Not king james, these were coke kings

Chattering bring back other things

Education is the center of better things

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience