This is a song about "My bad"

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

Chillin in da park wit bad bitches in my sight

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

Your my bad boy i'll love you till i die

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

My childhood was full of bad memories

I used my rhymes for bad

Try to jack and i will attack

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Flo flo flow bad that's my card

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Ill live my life great nothin bad was ever really destined,