This is a song about "These are bad songs"

I could barely write these songs

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Wussup with all these love songs?

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

I've been so tired, all my songs are so blatant and cold,

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Punch lines are mediocre, and his raps are bad habits,

You, you, you have to pay for that

You are bad why would you rap?

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

My raps are good, yours are bad..

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

I've been so tired, all my songs are so blatant and cold,

You are a bad patient

You know i stick to the script