This is a song about "The bad life"

And that maybach, let me take em way back

Luxury life, results living bad

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

You already did the bad thing damn shit

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

But if i'm at it, mathematically, the money ain't bad.

Then clap then shake it without breaking your back

Life still feels unreal and i write bad

Baby, you know who you are

Like the mad hatter's bad bladder

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

I write about times in my life when shit goes bad

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

To intercept the bad guys intentions.

Changing my whole life style from bad to good

We was loonie i suppose, you could