This is a song about "Going from bad to good"

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

Got my nigga going awol, from the srq to the natal

Good little girl who kept on moving from town to town

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Going to nyc from long island

But im not leavin im going to grab ur son from elementary school,

So now he sacrificed his adolesence turned his image to a ghoul

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

So to refrain from going crazy i just keep rapping

Walk that body, talk that body

Of bad bitches and good tree

So call alica keys, cause #no #one is going to stop me from going ham on the universe/

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse