This is a song about "My bad life"

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Your bitch on my lap pleaing for my pee pee so bad

My childhood was full of bad memories

Ima let her be by herself in peace

I write about times in my life when shit goes bad

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Bad bitches that roll my blunt

My raps are good, yours are bad..

Yeah, the sex in the sack

I don't lean to alcohol yeah my life was bad and all.

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall

Flo flo flow bad that's my card

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

I used my rhymes for bad

Or let the mob handle that