This is a song about "The beacg"

I'm why baby mommas leave

Thinkin of the the dreams

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

And of course, my car's off course

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Impeccable give it my note

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Cold world no blanket son

The bigger the the fun