This is a song about "Good"

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

I'm still bustin jewels, everything good

10 chains, hustle hard: ace hood

Im gonna rap to prove im good

Allow me to explain. i'm back for good

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

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

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

No hook, fuck a hook

But i just say that i'm good,

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

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Ensue the yard, white lawmen rest good,

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Better than your bitch would

So sad to say, but it's all good