This is a song about "How bad u are"

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Are u a bitch or a ruler,

You got that money that break – uh break- breakdown

And kids no matter how bad you get knocked down

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Bro what a bad schizophrenia u suffer///////

Even if i was blind i would still see how fake u are

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Talk bout nerds cuz u are one

People tellin u i condemn u to a bad life

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies