This is a song about "It ain t all good"

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

It was me who received all the good luck

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,

Talking caramel with them asses like the strippers

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

How did all them bastards get a good job, good life,

Intend it to end in all the good remnants

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Cause they right down the street

My guy got all the good weed

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

The smoke filled rooms, the velcro shoes, it's all good