This is a song about "Proving doubters wrong"

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

You bitches are in the wrong time and wrong place

It's the wolf gang, wolf gang

In the wrong line with the wrong man

Preserver and prove me wrong.

Everyday a star is born

Cause the sound lasts longer, bass drummer song

I tend to be righteous and never wrong

Even tougher when puffing is wrong

We buy out stores till its all too gone

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds

In proving improvement in chunks,

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Let's enjoy our younger years

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

I care about proving people wrong, not being the best,