This is a song about "Too good to be true"

Lyric wise i'm too nice to be stopped

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

When life is too good to carry on

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

(ball so hard) i'm shocked too, i'm supposed to be locked up too

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

I was never fake, i was just too good to be true

This information is vital, look

"no malcolm, you're just too damn good"

When life is too good to carry on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Shit with our whole family

Hell! it's too late to be

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Just who am i to be living life so good?