This is a song about "You think your all big shit"

Can to fight for what you think is right cuz it all about getting to da big stage

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

So fuck all of you if you think i'm taking this shit too far

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

When your not around me all i think about is you

Your rhymes are all whack, there so shit you must of pulled em out of your crack,

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

You think your crews hard? you ain't ready for this shit

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

I be calling out game like miles at the farms

After all that shit you still call me baby in your arms

Your the reason people think rap is poetic shit

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that