This is a song about "Careers"

See, i like the person that you are

Your careers over, he’s slumped over/

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

They hold on to their careers, and just clean their gears

But i kept pushing and continued to my careers rising slope

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

My fame's no mistakesince the deal

End careers before you know i'm even here/

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Grinding their careers into a pulp with sand paper

Be financially stable or busting tables for paper

But, i rain on your parades when you find your careers in danger

But i kept pushing and continued to my careers rising slope

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote