This is a song about "We here to make money we here to grow we don t have time to waste so wake up and step up to the pace cos we will make you tap out"

(ball so hard) this shit weird, we ain't even s'posed to be here

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

Time to pick up our cross, show what we got to the lost, yes we telling and

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

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

We don't want an explanation, make an annotation to help you

But this real, fuck how you feel

And we gettin' money, over here,

We out here we touring

But he don't rule a thing

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

No particular reason just tryna make sure we don't have to blast the heater

Then some lady named billie holiday

Board of administration, yeah we here to stay.

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

‘cuz we have the power to change shit, or just make it worse,