This is a song about "Having haters"

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Cycles," "you're no michael jackson, i'm having

Debate, arresting the haters

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Shit, see that thing there was mine

Yeah, we just having a good time

Having some prosperity

Third ward general, young cash money

I don’t want nothing to do with you, i’m through with you

To having a motherfuckin' fortune too...

If your having a bad day

And oh, i gotta find my way

Well i live for the haters

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Cycles," "you're no michael jackson, i'm having

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring