This is a song about "Feel good"

Its weird but im sure as i get older it will feel good

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

You've seen the way i feel

If you're not really here

Cause life's a tasktrying to earn some cash without that burning mass and still i ask

I feel like diffused bait when i get good news wait there's more like the cruse sank

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

But don’t make this seem like i’m good

Bitches is artificially duck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

Even good times has it bad times, but my good time was good cuz you were good

We must, be the flyest of southerner men

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

Smoking chronic to feel them good vibes,