This is a song about "Feel good"

Trunk fulla speakers, pocket fulla good

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

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

Ensue the yard, white lawmen rest good,

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

What i do though for good

You bull shit, look

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

I make female rappers look good

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Good vibes blowing my mind i feel happy, colors dripping like rain man i feel trippy,

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

It's not making sense to you right now but

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

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood