This is a song about "Good ight"

Aye, hold your head homie, look

I make female rappers look good

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Shit, i forgot malcolm, ight, em, malcolm, then me

Trunk fulla speakers, pocket fulla good

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

My nigga, no hook

But i guess its all good

Plus she outrun any youngin that i've hung with

Ight, im done with disses, back to bitches

No good without a blade and no good outside a ditch

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

Im gonna make this quick dick ight you sick prick imma hit you with a stick

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

10 chains, hustle hard: ace hood

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