This is a song about "Succeeding"

Succeeding no chance of grieving

Bun b, i’m underground king

Let my angel sing

The chances of succeeding

That couldnt spare a buck good luck succeeding cause im still leading. i own

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

And battling me succeeding? man, forget about that,

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back