This is a song about "Not bad words"

Dial up words but they're not in service

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Dial up words but they're not in service

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

If you need my assistance there'll be no resistance

And this shit is not about the music and its bad decisions,

I want her bad. it drives me made when she's not hear to make me glad

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

You know that love is a very serious thing

While you're down, i shall not feel bad about clapping

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

Not half bad and make it bloody like a chick on a bad rag

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

These words are not standard but yet my mind has shifted

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

And obviously hurtful words is not all your giving