This is a song about "Don t get bad"

And it's nasty how bad you're about to get blasted

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Don always loses his battles- it has to be be bad luck

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Yall niggahs gone get it bad

Don't blame me when you get bad luck.

I don't really give a fuck

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

I'm just expectin' the spectator's respect here

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

If you think what you see on t v's bad

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

And a kid that eats nothing but candy won' t get tooth decay/

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Two times for the chicks with the right bag