This is a song about "I am a hard love bad girls turn good for my crew"

My girls and my sbs, got a thing for pink boxes

Funeral drama, niggas mystery baby mamas

But it was a miracle, i ran for miles and met my crew in the kitchen

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

When the present so powerful where the hour seem longer

I had a good day with my mother/ i felt love when i hugged her/

Shocked a crew fell to hell fast for the fire i bring

You know that love is a very serious thing

Don't have a crew cause i am a lone shark

You shook my world and it felt apart

Good girls gone bad now they puffin that roll up

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun