This is a song about "Your no good"

I was twelve when the gunned you

No matter how much good you do

Get a good job, follow your dreams

If you believe then you can achieve

The picture, wont be good, change your gesture

Get high together, left ny together

Im good your a bunch of baboons.

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

Acting like you’re so hood, but your raps are no good,

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

No wonder, crack is addictin', the good feelin' is so predictin'//

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Are you comingto the point that your running

That aint no good/ that aint no good/ you aint learned a thing

"no malcolm, you're just too damn good"

Whole lotta money, big tip i would