This is a song about "Good deed"

I never quit it, the youngest one of my mother's children

Just hung himself abruptly and his final deed was done,

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

No good without a blade and no good outside a ditch

Good morning, welcome to the good life, this is how we chill

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

From hollywood to the hood

That everythings fine, ok and good

When they here today what you say to them

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Read it in the deed girls follow me like sheep

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

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

Whole lotta money, big tip i would