This is a song about "The new deal critics"

Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel

The bitches on your label just gave you a raw deal

I will use my intricate lyrics to expose their simplest gimmicks

Whats the cause to my lyrics? maybe it's just cause i don't listen to critics/

But ain't gonna be no stress in here

I could make it rain with the cash i deal

I deal with bull with the sheet,

Cause they right down the street

I don't know, obviously i disappear

Between the seal and its a done deal

Don't shed a tear, cause mama i ain't happy here

Never grab the steel, don't matter if you have a deal,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

And i'mma be honest she's the fliest here

You fucked up boy, you broke the deal