This is a song about "Badman things"

Yeah on a beat i may say things

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Making things hard to find

I got a lot on my mind

You mother fucka claim you murder things

But this ain't physics or rocket science

Your destiny is a recipe for better things

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Spitting things inefficiently?

I would do awful awful things

They say he the key to my blessings

That was my influence

And brutally doing things

Maybe ill grow up and do great things

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings