This is a song about "How bad you look"

When i am mad, and things look bad/

Nigga ain't bad, see, niggas just had

I know how bad i hurt you but it also made me cry

Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Where do i start, how the fact when every i look at you

Why you treat them so bad

Goddamn, the boy's back

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

Gotta always look sideways, mighta have a bad day,

When i am mad, and things look bad/

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

Look how much we've grown apart

I know my calling's worth like phone card

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

Look at these rappers how i rip em/