This is a song about "You know that im no good"

Cause time is money

I know that you know me/

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

She love me cuss she know i smoking that good shit

The bitches is everything in between

Im so good i need no tag team

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

Constant bustle and they hustle, you ain't trustin' in no good,

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

Every 16 bars i spit, man you know it's good,

Now im so good that you might obey.

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

Know im sick no hypochondria

36 o's so i'm riding round with that nina