This is a song about "Critics about me"

Dont talk about me jus worry about you......

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

So what i say boy, is... fuck critics

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Raising my fingers to critics

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Wasting good time passing critics

The jiggas and the tips

//promise that you will sing about me

But we should be body to body

Still you don't know one thing about me?

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

These chalance give me balance

Dear me, in about ten years

But enough about you, lets talk about me

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby