This is a song about "Good"

Aye, hold your head homie, look

No forgive him for your own good

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

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

But i just say that i'm good,

Better than your bitch would

Cause these kids never learn of the good

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

No good without a blade and no good outside a ditch

Niggas wild as shit. no rubber, just climb in that bitch

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 we know that ain't no good

From hollywood to the hood