This is a song about "New deal critics"

So what i say boy, is... fuck critics

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Wasting good time passing critics

Went out and had a church of kids

I will use my intricate lyrics to expose their simplest gimmicks

Writing lyrics visiting numerous clinics, exposed by hater critics,

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

To these cynical hypocritical critics, the fittest,

All dem niggas gonna hate

I deal in heavy weight

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

Eat the shit rap feeds me then regurgitate it on you critics,

A born starter, in the game for real

Between the seal and its a done deal

Motherfucking faces , we deal

I ain't bullshittin', i am chris barch here