This is a song about "Your bad kid"

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Maybe your kid won't attack the blacks

Then you can tell your friends that you relaxed with the kid

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

I'm disgusted i'm nauseating, your on the wrong website kid

If your having a bad day

And my niggas say

I let her decorate the real estate

- with no bait, kid your boy hold weight

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Three men raped mom, beat dad, the kid saw it was bad

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

See me and hope i'm intoxicated or slightly faded

Alas im past average in fact im a bad ass kid