This is a song about "How bad he is"

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Another morning he wakes up screaming, how he lost his dreams in

Start rapping cus how bored he is

They are the coaches in this

And it's nasty how bad you're about to get blasted

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

And kids no matter how bad you get knocked down

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

At first i didnt know how bad this shit would bother me

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

He never actually was a bad person,

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

'bad' here is an understatement.