This is a song about "Someone bad"

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Anyways you have someone new right

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

Now someone is dissin' me? well oh shit, that's bad,

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Go fuck up someone elses had

Pretending someone is listening here

I like to ask the bad bitches if they ass is real

It's actually disastrously bad

You, you, you have to pay for that

It's actually disastrously bad

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black