This is a song about "Get good"

To get good from that, unimaginable,

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

He starts to get known as a real good worker,

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

God damn it feels so good to get this off my chest

Your moms pussy was so good we didn't get passed the lobby,

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

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

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

Masterbigt, you think your good, get it out of your head,

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

My trigga told me "get em" and i told him that "i got em good"

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

She don't really care about anyone advice

How did all them bastards get a good job, good life,