This is a song about "You got no fans"

So vain he has no shame in zany whack fans,

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Miles away but you got no smiles

Destined to win, get respect where i live

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

Cause you heartless and you got no new friends

And i don't make no bed rock

No one winning chance you even got

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

You should all be like hopsin and hate fans,

Don't give them whats mine run game by the mile

Cus my fans liked that bullshit you called vampire

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

And you ain't got no friends

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

Break every fiber until you got no life