This is a song about "Who are you to tell me what to do"

Who do you think you are

I'm in my other car

Look up at the sky, tell me, what do you find?

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

Tell me where to go, tell me what to do, i'll be right there for you/

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

But really, who are you to be judging me?

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

Tell me what to say, no matter if it's true, i'll say it all for you/

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

See girl you are stronger then the strongest drug i ever had

To have a look around, what do ya see? are you proud of that?

Are you trying to tell me you got flow or that your rhyme skills show you'll never blow

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

What do you know we are upstairs gettin ready to go a couple rounds until i got

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block