This is a song about "Good"

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Outdo a retard despite when dressed good.

Call me a product of my own damn hood

I'm still bustin jewels, everything good

No forgive him for your own good

Aye, hold your head homie, look

But i guess its all good

You bull shit, look

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

Ensue the yard, white lawmen rest good,

Trunk fulla speakers, pocket fulla good

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

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