This is a song about "We are all good"

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

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

It's bedtime night night, im never phased i will have your style on the six o clock news

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

Sneak up on attack

My raps are good, yours are bad..

Get in the mood on blacc friday

We are all just needles in the hay.

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

All the good times and all times we said i love you

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

And realize the problems we face are all related

But for every evil theres a good, so are we normal even if we do as the strange do?

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Maybe so, there is no laying low, we all part of the show, are y'all catching my