This is a song about "Bitch cant even kick her bad habit"

With these macs i've got a bad habit

Don't come around hurr on that floss shit

Big ol bitch cant take the bad news

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

She was a bad bitch, i made her go low

Dick her down kick her out

Or know what its about

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

I cant even afford good dentistry,

I'm haunted by the thoughts of being husband, or a father

Sit back, kick your feet up, find a cat and pet her

But make it in time for shitty re-runs of rocket power

To why i have a bad girl good girl i cant find her

Defeat, your king cant even speak

From the back seat, back seat