This is a song about "Good"

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

From hollywood to the hood

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

That everythings fine, ok and good

Or maybe i'm just too good

Showed your lil' ass look

Even good times has it bad times, but my good time was good cuz you were good

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

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

Outdo a retard despite when dressed good.

But i just say that i'm good,

This information is vital, look

Call me a product of my own damn hood

Cause these kids never learn of the good

No good without a blade and no good outside a ditch

Left my home alone, you can call me macaulay bitch