False criticism

Life a dodgin' bullets, critics got them loaded guns,

Say my weight ain't right to run the top, they some phonies, son.

Fat shamin', hatin', but I'm steady stackin' bars,

On the rise, like a rocket blazin' past the stars.

Keep climbin', ain't no stoppin', dreams gonna grow,

They talkin' all that mess, but they ain't know my flow.

Obstacles they throwin', man, I turn 'em to gold,

Keep climbin' to the top, watch a legend unfold.

Workin' late nights, early morns in the booth,

Spittin' fire, every verse, deliverin' truth.

Critics claim I'm too big, but my spirit slim,

I'm the cake, they the crumbs, I don't need to trim.

Keep climbin', ain't no stoppin', dreams gonna grow,

They talkin' all that mess, but they ain't know my flow.

Obstacles they throwin', man, I turn 'em to gold,

Keep climbin' to the top, watch a legend unfold.

Road got potholes, but I cruise like a boss,

Every loss just a lesson, never takin’ a pause.

They mock my size, but my heart heavyweight champ,

Shinin' bright, out the dark, I light the lamp.

Stack the hate, light the match, watch it turn to ash,

Criticism bouncin' off, like a car crash.

From the ashes rise, with a phoenix grip,

Got dreams blowin' up, let the haters trip.