This is a song about "How heroin is bad"

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Heroin don't speak easy, queasy

A heart attack, son, cause a how bad that was."

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

Look, they gon love me for my ambition

Rather have the heroin sizzlin

I don't wanna come down from this love i got on high

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

Your production quality is way bad, sloppy

Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy

'bad' here is an understatement.

She got me caught up in the moment

But all this stress still nobody knows how bad the pain gets.

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets