This is a song about "Your opinion doesnt matter"

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

That's your opinion, son, i'm giving the facts

You can have your opinion and ill have mine, but ultimately whatever you decide is just fine

I knew deep inside baby girl would always be minepicked you up when you was 9, started out my life of crime

What? you telling me that's just an opinion?

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

It doesn’t matter how loved you are, the rows at your shows,

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

So go fucking write your own shit, your opinion is noted

I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

We've got a difference of opinion,

You know i love my team, but they couldn't see my vision