This is a song about "Going against the world"

Assassin gassed with the passin' of adversaries she's matched against

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Ha, i'd be scared to not going up against a bitch like you or a snitch like you

Throw two hunid against the wall,

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

This is c simeon against the fucking world, so you can kiss my ass/

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

A bargain against the arsonist's sicko brain

And reflect on the rap game, i came

Race against the clocks tick

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

We are ninety-nine against the one percent

When my backs against the wall

Now we must stand tall