This is a song about "Grant is bad"

//audio recording is very bad i fucked up a lot

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

And this shit is not about the music and its bad decisions,

Tired of sifting through my mail i feel like cartwright, bills

And your crime rate is too high because people have bad habits,

You see, the internet is bad for you in every way,

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

'bad' here is an understatement.

Unify them, mob through, take over and

No rhyme is a bad rhyme

My gold rollie tell time

Now someone is dissin' me? well oh shit, that's bad,

I don't know why i'm even on this track