This is a song about "Not a good time"

Not born in a hood place and got good decision making

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Tell me this time its for good/ not just another phase

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

Prognosis not good, mam, your son is a cabbage

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

But some toke, do a little coke, laugh have a good time, life's a joke,

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

Restrained in endless lessons, where time is not a curse

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

By not enough of time, to insight a line, i've sacrificed

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

I'm not even tired enough to have a good yawn,

I may not be very good at this test thing and sometimes i need a few little cheats

The maskin' in dire of cavin' in. breakin' empire that's how it seems