This is a song about "Good"

Or maybe i'm just too good

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Outdo a retard despite when dressed good.

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

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

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

I'm still bustin jewels, everything good

No forgive him for your own good

Call me a product of my own damn hood

From hollywood to the hood

"no malcolm, you're just too damn good"

Showed your lil' ass look

But i just say that i'm good,

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck