This is a song about "Proving doubters wrong"

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

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

I never wish death, but i want my doubters to die slow

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

'til it's like a mile long

Preserver and prove me wrong.

In the wrong place at the wrong time

Corduroys, cam will shine

Haven't seen a girl in so long

Even when ya do something wrong,

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds

In proving improvement in chunks,

Aw man, it's been a ride

Whether you wrong or you right

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

Proving my potential as greatest artist of all time