This is a song about "Good heas"

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

I'm still bustin jewels, everything good

Outdo a retard despite when dressed good.

We was loonie i suppose, you could

From hollywood to the hood

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

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

How did all them bastards get a good job, good life,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

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

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

No good without a blade and no good outside a ditch

This information is vital, look

And we know that ain't no good