This is a song about "Good rals"

You bull shit, look

What i do though for good

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Lot of intuition, i ain't never finished college

No good without a blade and no good outside a ditch

We was loonie i suppose, you could

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

From hollywood to the hood

So i made him disappear for good

Im gonna rap to prove im good

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Ensue the yard, white lawmen rest good,

Aye, hold your head homie, look

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

I'm still bustin jewels, everything good