This is a song about "The new deal critics"

Just to watch the grammys, man she's so attractive

And then the critics truly ask how many shits i give,

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

To these cynical hypocritical critics, the fittest,

So while you worry about the hoes

Critics say "yo dawg, what if the connection goes?"

The children will deal bullying and deal with the stress,

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

What’s the deal with your attention

Respect still there but ya boy's right here

Purp and patron can seal the deal

Eat the shit rap feeds me then regurgitate it on you critics,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I deal with bull with the sheet,

We can't catch the beat