This is a song about "I m bad"

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

That means two, between me and you

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Can barely walk the city streets

I used my rhymes for bad

No, not bombs over baghdad

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

If his bitch insist on getting sick

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

You know i want a piece of that pie

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

Better yet they work my every nerve

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters