This is a song about "You re a bad"

She leave her hair in the sink

You are a bad patient

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Hurt your feelings so bad you will need a hug after,

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

Drivin a hearse, re birthed, through death,

But, damn you write alot. too bad it's a waste, punk,

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

You are a bad patient

Don't mean to be impatient

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

Re-write till my words perfectly are what you recite,

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

And yea right if you think that your a bad boy

Uh, you a bad girl potential

As i light one for ill will