Yeah, I say
(*##$ bad, woman good, lady better

Hey, hey
Hey, hey


[Verse 1]
Now imagine there's a shorty, maybe five maybe four
Ridin' 'round with his mama listening to the radio

And a song comes on and a nut far off from being born
Doesn't know the difference between right and wrong
Now I ain't trying to make it too complex

But let's just say shorty has an undeveloped context
About the perception of women these days
His mama sings along and this what she says

?^!$$%s I'm a bad (*##$, and I'm that (*##$
Something that's far above average?
And maybe other rhyming words like cabbage and savage

And baby carriage and other things that match it
Couple of things are happenin' here
First he's relatin' the word ?(*##$? with his mama ? comma

And because she's relatin' to herself, his most important source of help
And mental health, he may skew respect for dishonor


[Hook]
(*##$ bad, woman good
Lady better, they misunderstood

(I'm killin' these (*##$es)
Uh, tell 'em
(*##$ bad, woman good

Lady better, they misunderstood
They misunderstood


[Verse 2]
Yeah, now imagine a group of little girls nine through twelve
On the internet watchin' videos listenin' to songs by themselves

It doesn't really matter if they have parental clearance
They understand the internet better than their parents
Now being the interent, the content's probably uncensored

They're young, so they're malleable and probably unmentored
A complicated combination, maybe with no relevance
Until that intelligence meets their favorite singer's preference

?Bad (*##$es, bad (*##$es, bad (*##$es
That's all I want and all I like in life is bad (*##$es, bad (*##$es?
Now let's say that they less concerned with him

And more with the video girl acquiescent to his whims
Ah, the plot thickens
High heels, long hair, fat booty, slim

Reality check, I'm not trippin'
They don't see a paid actress, just what makes a bad (*##$


[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Disclaimer: this rhymer, Lupe, is not usin' ?(*##$? as a lesson
But as a psychological weapon
To set in your mind and really mess with your conceptions

Discretions, reflections, it's clever misdirection
Cause, while I was rappin' they was growin' up fast
Nobody stepped in to ever slow 'em up, gasp

Sure enough, in this little world
The little boy meets one of those little girls
And he thinks she a bad (*##$ and she thinks she a bad (*##$

He thinks disrespectfully, she thinks of that sexually
She got the wrong idea, he don't wanna $#&@ her
He think she's bad at bein' a (*##$, like his mother

Momma never dressed like that, come out the house hot mess like that
Ass, !@%$, breasts like that, all out to impress like that
Just like that, you see the fruit of the confusion

He caught in a reality, she caught in an illusion
Bad mean good to her, she really nice and smart
But bad mean bad to him, (*##$ don't play your part

But (*##$ still bad to her if you say it the wrong way
But she think she a (*##$, what a double entendre


[Hook]

(*##$ bad, woman good, lady better
They misunderstood
You're misunderstood (I'm killin' these (*##$es)

(*##$ bad, woman good, lady better
Greatest mother hoood (I'm killin' these (*##$es)