This is a song about "Haters in my path"

That's why you don't cross my path

I can get straight to the cash

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

My path of destruction leaves disaster like al pacino,

You're just another stepping stone in the path of my destruction.

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

To all my non-believers and haters

Better yet they work my every nerve

Stand in my path, you will experience misery

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Bitch i found my path, still in school but im not good with math.

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

And daddy's in the cadillac

So, tell my haters fall back