This is a song about "Critics"

Leave the critics struck in awe

But dont go in raw

Raising my fingers to critics

Had i not been exposed to these things

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist

To these cynical hypocritical critics, the fittest,

Critics’ drool a miniscule growth in his ego

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

Eat the shit rap feeds me then regurgitate it on you critics,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Ms. funs-a-lot with a smile for the critics

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

All these motherfuckers see that i'm searing these critics,

When i was little i used to get so hungry i would throw fits

Whats the cause to my lyrics? maybe it's just cause i don't listen to critics/