This is a song about "Big blazing mad hazing niggas be trippin kick flippin"

Got niggas that be hating

I know the moves i'm making

My lady, my baby

Fuck niggas wanna be,

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

I thought i'd come back and kick with niggas and turn it on,

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

You're on the verge of squealingbitch made catching feelings

And from there on they be trippin'

All wale talking is ambition

After i demolish you i know you'll be getting mad,

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

I don't know you, but know kick, niggas in the face, so soccer

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

Y'all niggas want to be big time? stop with the sippin' lean,