This is a song about "In the good"

I try to keep my vibes good, but its hard when your living in the hood,

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

I turn yo good girl to a bad bitch, wildin like a rabbit in betwen the sheets

The saftey man had it wrong when said youre in good hands

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

Dark hearts mixed in with the good of heart

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

In a fashion and manner that only he the good lord can.

Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang

Zig zaggin' through the freeway: race me nigga!in a high speed chase with the law

It'll be the good times they remember, not when you shot yourself in the jaw