This is a song about "Want bad boys to get fucked"

Too focused, one word

Dont want ya to get hurt

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Boys were mean to him and swore at him and made him want to vomit

A bad bitch said to me "let me get in those draws"

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers

I want to fill up nightclubs with men and women boys and girls

I've fucked up bad i think i may

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

Started playin' though, now my goal is to get whackers fame fucked.

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

Now i don't want to sound bad, gangster or fried,

Body 2 body baby, we gotta do this right

I'll never forget, but i want to so bad

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track