This is a song about "She bad"

It's actually disastrously bad

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

No, no, we are not those

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

The door crack, niggas all black

Told me whats good and bad

Gotta bad bitch and she a dyke

Look, now roll my j tight

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

Gotta bad bitch and she a dyke

She think its gonna be bad but this dick aint scary or ominous/

So a nigga hungry as a plastic hippopotamus

She did things that were bad

No, not bombs over baghdad