Lyrics>> This is .. bad man in a trap not that I'm feeling bad I feel better with the tunes of guitar thousand shits wey my eyes don see cos I feel like real men don't feel thank you my Ex you made the broke up manifest not perfect but trying my best, but I will not rest hit my right hand on my chest no love till I make money first for now I'm I'm armed, addict more drugs I'm high poor home and poor mass gat me do this but I'm fine that I'm bad but loyal to the God up the sky, I'm too small gon for me and you to fight only God knows that I'm a German that fear no karma I've not blow and I feel bad I'm getting mood you better back