This is a song about "Stabbing opps and never backing down"

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies

Stabbing and gashing at me, thrashing my arms and motherfucken knees

Pessimistic we are, carry odds like luggage

To never back down and take every punch

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Well its the pain and suffering that's stabbing me with a knife

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

And you can never bring me down, you'll never break my streak/

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Never been so down, feelin like i'm gonna weep

I don't want no fucking crown

With crowns and frowns upside down.

Hundred running they ain't finna slow down never

And my nigga bam bam, he ready for whatever

, only opps fuck around cough on smoke

When i'm on it, on it like my job