This is a song about "Smelling bad"

Like heisenberg, now we're breaking bad,

She got something i never had

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Them hoes be smelling that dick from so far away, they be running

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

That affected you so bad

Bet i'm heavy with that

It's actually disastrously bad

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

Times aren't always that bad

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

I hate the sound of fireworks and smelling propane.

To this day, the game, will never be the same

Yo, i'll bet she be back

I used my rhymes for bad