This is a song about "Good deed"

No good without a blade and no good outside a ditch

Your ho be on my penis, she check my french, bitch

Just hung himself abruptly and his final deed was done,

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

You never did a wrong deed

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Call me a product of my own damn hood

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

That everythings fine, ok and good

From hollywood to the hood

Need rap, to get quick, deed to my sick shit.

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

If you don't know, maybach is the clique

Read it in the deed girls follow me like sheep