This is a song about "The good and bad things of life"

Changing my whole life style from bad to good

Call me a product of my own damn hood

Here i go again, searching for love

I dream of good life and riches

Nigga there is a difference between bitches and real women

“the good die young” and “the good suffer cuz of the bad” what a pun

How i seen my life being raised as good as a bad day yet i'm still

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

And anyway, you hear all of these bad things about the internet,

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

You know, work that

Told me whats good and bad

Now i focus on the things dat i want so bad,

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds