This is a song about "Good villawn"

I'm still bustin jewels, everything good

Call me a product of my own damn hood

Aye, hold your head homie, look

No forgive him for your own good

I was born with a good fate and a good beginning

But i'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing

Seen a show with marvin gaye last night, it had me shook

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

You only live once, tonight we do it twice

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

We was loonie i suppose, you could

Im gonna rap to prove im good

This information is vital, look

"no malcolm, you're just too damn good"

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Ensue the yard, white lawmen rest good,