This is a song about "Good nught"

And we know that ain't no good

From hollywood to the hood

Hook- good vibes, keepin it real with my good vibes,

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Allow me to explain. i'm back for good

I was born with a good fate and a good beginning

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Trunk fulla speakers, pocket fulla good

So i made him disappear for good

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Ensue the yard, white lawmen rest good,

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look