This is a song about "Being a bad"

Took the form of a human being

I just got one request, stop breathing

No rhyme is a bad rhyme

Westside, bitch i run mine

Never ever pay rent

A childhood being suppressed,

And maybe i am but

Bad bitch, far from a slut

How i seen my life being raised as good as a bad day yet i'm still

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

My talent should take me places i've never been

Instead having a bad addiction

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

Just tell me that i ever meant anything