This is a song about "New deal critics"

Asked amir about my deal

Your niggas don’t ask how the top feel

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

Y'all need to know, you cynical hypocritical critics,

All these motherfuckers see that i'm searing these critics,

Smokin' weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids

“who this guy and what’s his deal?”

You guys are still here

Wasting good time passing critics

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

Y'all critics really think i just bought that new rifle to tap?

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Ms. funs-a-lot with a smile for the critics

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist

To these cynical hypocritical critics, the fittest,