This is a song about "Bundy guy"

Every other guy

All you niggas die

I told her all about how we been living a lie

I’m taking too long with this amateur guy

Im just that type of guy

And now we high

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

Now go figure, he's the bad guy,

I mean the game been dry

Trying to become i.t guy

Don't ask me why

Turned into the good guy

Plant a seed, kiss this guy

Busting off, tryna touch the sky