This is a song about "Being told you can t do something but you still try"

But do try again son when you grow a lil older,

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

And reflect on the rap game, i came

You can try but you cant explain.......

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

You can win but ill still make you wake up in sweats

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Everybody judge you for being something, never can get free from the hate and violence

You can try to put me down but im not gunna rest

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

But i'll still try to be the man sending you flowers.

But i can assure you something and i ain't bluffing

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

But if i told you imma do it, i did it,