This is a song about "That s good"

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

No hook, fuck a hook

But i just say that i'm good,

And we know that ain't no good

This information is vital, look

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

And that´s how it has begun

Lets talk about history..in the 70's morrison once said, that killers lack huge parts

Stripped the meat off the bone there like a shark, girl's will be running when you show em the marks

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

Im trying to have a good saint patricks day, im sippin 40s,

That´s when i started to rhyme words at the navy

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

That everythings fine, ok and good

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood