This is a song about "Respect yourself and othera"

And right now, you're chillin, mind on yourself.

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

My tech blows straight off the roof and tests yo' respect though

And force yourself to stay,

Get in the mood on blacc friday

I'm the king of rappad and you gotta respect that

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Show respect to your elders and police, take off your caps

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that.

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

Respect is more real, and ambition the key

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

So baby make just like k-fed and let yourself go, let yourself go