This is a song about "Standing up to haters"

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

When fights turn to wars ill make sure im still standing.

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

Im cleaning up these haters like my jobs to hold a mop

Told me i was going to grow up to be a prostitute standing

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Like i told god ill never give up on my haters/

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

People standing in line, waiting for a chance to berate me

Cause i'm grinding for this paper oblivious to the haters

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Im going to be the one standing with the crown

All my other people that dance around

Standing on the chair ready to kick and dangle in air.

And them which is more of a circus than a fair