This is a song about "Rafael is rafael"

Your bad is what is alleged

Now move a little bit to the left

*is that what i think it is?*

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

Security is tight

Cause i feel its right

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

Question is, is it anxiety or is it just my heart,

Below me, is where you's rappers reach is/

In the caravan with some latin bitches

And let them lames get your old number

Terribad is one word sucks is another