This is a song about "We are all good"

Are so good while yours are mold

Black woman you cold

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Now we are running rap, so fuck all of you tools

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

We are all god's creation, live from birth until cremation

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

Cant you see what we are all leaving behind

Father didn't want to hurt the kid but it worsened as he learned the news

We are all trying to survive, i’ve been sucker punched, blindsided, lost a tooth

My life, screw it with a drunk bitch

They are all good like the best bowl of porridge.

All low life's thinking we are all superstars

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

And realize the problems we face are all related

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that