This is a song about "Good for kids"

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

So i made him disappear for good

That's the capital of ghana for you idiots

For christ's sake, i stabbed my wife and my two kids!

Not good enough for heaven, spare me "amen",

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Two was a good number for you,

It's really not an issue

If know whats good for ya babe

I'm dreaming to be great

Too good for them haters

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

I've no dad for a good influence,