This is a song about "Beat them niggas ass when i see them"

But nah fuck that they was never then when i needed them

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

When you're hearing i my lines, i know you hate them

We can talk things over a little a while

Because i could beat them in a freestyle

These niggas sleepin on me, i can hear all them snore

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

But if i still your bitch then them niggas waiting

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Tell them niggas we coming

And when people call me stupid i tell them

I wish i’ll never see you again