This is a song about "People hateing you"

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Who takes out people like you

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

People think i'm underrated, i'll still beat you,

And the people will forget you

And word i blew off herb i grew

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

You spitting something people like, shit that's contradictory

Now all my people can you hear me

Third ward general, young cash money

Smack you back in ya place when target ya people//

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

People who agreed with you fuck them all,

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

Nothing i'mma do is gon work

Leave you people unheard.