This is a song about "The new deal critics"

Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel

Between the seal and its a done deal

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

I won't say i won yet, leave that to the critics,

I'm so into you, witness a nigga make the bed bang

You know the one thing i notice about critics man?

And i'm about to fill y'all in on the real

The bitches on your label just gave you a raw deal

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

Few months ago, i remember roarke handing over the deal

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

Y'all critics really think i just bought that new rifle to tap?

My fame's no mistake since the deal

She told me erything is real