This is a song about "24 haters"

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

That was just an advice from some haters.

Shit, in this white man's world

Smokin haters unfurled

Well i live for the haters

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Girl you're my reflection, all i see is you

Muhfuckin haters grillin like a barbeque

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

Ima let these haters know

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

To all my non-believers and haters

Flexin on these haters, f-flexin on these haters,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth