This is a song about "Your no good"

It but say good bye to your days

But i'm not in the first place

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

Every cat in the neighbourhood you no that you gott'em good

It's good, i'm about to steal your soul

Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll

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

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

Don't fuck with me, its for your own good

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Then keep your change like an oink machine

Im so good i need no tag team

Seen a show with marvin gaye last night, it had me shook

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

We was loonie i suppose, you could

No forgive him for your own good