This is a song about "Good"

Ensue the yard, white lawmen rest good,

10 chains, hustle hard: ace hood

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

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

I was born with a good fate and a good beginning

No good without a blade and no good outside a ditch

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch

Lobsters and shrimp im good

No hook, fuck a hook

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Im gonna rap to prove im good

If you think lil wayne's good,

Aye, hold your head homie, look

My nigga, no hook

And we know that ain't no good