This is a song about "Good"

But i just say that i'm good,

This information is vital, look

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

Aye, hold your head homie, look

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

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

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

But i guess its all good

You bull shit, look

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

Cause these kids never learn of the good

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Outdo a retard despite when dressed good.

From hollywood to the hood

Ensue the yard, white lawmen rest good,