This is a song about "Simpler songs boys singing love"

Hitting the singing feather

Going broke, no sir

I know you love singing listen to this

Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches

I could barely write these songs

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Another dead woman,another bad boys

But they just ran away,when they heard siren noise

And of course, my car's off course

But better when i sing songs

Then it just pours

Just here to rap them songs

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one