This is a song about "No he s good"

No matter how much good you do

What could you do ?if it was up to you

Every cat in the neighbourhood you no that you gott'em good

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

On here she met rob, he seemed like a good guy

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

"no malcolm, you're just too damn good"

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

A snitch in my hood will do no good maybe he should

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

That aint no good/ that aint no good/ you aint learned a thing

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Hows it feel to be you? yo no sé