This is a song about "Jamie is bad at rap"

Then i'm back at it, back in hazmats, breaking bad addictions back, im a rap addict"

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Least we forget about jamie

'bad' here is an understatement.

She got me caught up in the moment

Come and rap at me the door is open, be my guest

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

But if i'm at it, mathematically, the money ain't bad.

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

You are bad why would you rap?

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

And for the record, i didn't think your rap was bad

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Wish i could shed all these tears

At time he may rap nonsense