This is a song about "Im too good"

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

When life is too good to carry on

420 your too funny, good? more like crummy,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

My family good my friends and im alright

Oh, why do i live this way

Now im so good that you might obey.

And i need you to show me love

Im overcautious, too many losses,

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

I'm not too good at this, ill just smoke some tree

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

You fucking do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do good at marriage

High heel wearer, hell of a body

But see im not too cocky