This is a song about "They dont want me to make it"

Cause you love me, call me daddy

Like they want to mimic me,

Plottin' don’t even worry

They want to amaze me

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

They want it so we always obey, if you don't

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

They say they want the fury but they dont know where it hides,

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

At times they make him not want to stay

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

I want her bad. it drives me made when she's not hear to make me glad

Cause i dont want you to be stocking me in

They gon' love me for my ambition

They need a team to make it through

Life's tryin to lap you