This is a song about "When things are good they go bad again"

They say things are easy like baking a cake

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

No, not bombs over baghdad

When i am mad, and things look bad/

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

And it’s all good until they go and spray a tool,

When i am mad, and things look bad/

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Expecting things to go they way while sitting with they feet up

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Or are you instantly wishing things could go differently?

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

I pray whenever i’m seen in my city i forever resemble braille

Persevering they paint mental pictures of what things are in great detail