This is a song about "Your no good"

No more good byes just hey's i'm saved

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Your raps are good, this isn't a complaint

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

Hellaway can suck my dick, his bars are no good

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

Got anything better? good, show me your strategy/

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

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

The picture, wont be good, change your gesture

They all are pretenders, i am the 7th letter

Don't understand why skin color determines if your good

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

Hellaway can suck my dick, his bars are no good