This is a song about "Bad trips"

Luxury life, results living bad

When love comes callin', don’t look back

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

Paid for trips to italy for me, her, my bro and dad.

That affected you so bad

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Picked up smoking weed ever since bad trips,

But this ain't physics or rocket science

It's actually disastrously bad

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

Distance and friction, never mentioned when it meant your blessed trips son

Where people run on the scene and people don't see your vision

Told me whats good and bad

Yo, i'll bet she be back