This is a song about "Trying to make it big"

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Yeah hey maybe one day you will make it to the big stage doing what you

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

You get too big and here they come trying to

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

All trying to make it in the number one spot

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Wrote a movie, i'm trying to flip it

I'm trying to clear shit up, and make sure my concerts working,

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

You get too big and here they come trying to censor you

Trying to help the race, at a drastic pace, not make it poorer

My garments shouldn’t be here, i’m somewhere near the future