This is a song about "Finding success"

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Handling success the biggest test

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

But i'm finding grinding isn't quite like reclining

So, shake ya plats, shake your dreads

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

#don's #key to shoddy success?

I just play my part make moves like chess

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

Remainers; talking i need help with finding my way home

And everything since then been a success

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

These days are numbered, so i'm finding different ways to repel 'em,

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

My success debated