This is a song about "Good bad and ugly"

All the girls call me ugly, and the ones that wanna fuck me

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

And tell the ugly ones, i'm sorry, i've got cheddar to make

My raps are good, yours are bad..

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Keep thinkin im a monkey and the situation where in right now can turn ugly

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Good girls gone bad now they puffin that roll up

Be woken up and face it, that y'all got ugly faces

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Lobsters and shrimp im good

My nigga, no hook

You fucking do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do good at marriage

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich