This is a song about "All i got is haters"

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

I bout to crash all of you haters just debaters

I got a tattoo saying thug life, all i need now is a gold chain,

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

All i know is i got bored

Fresh out the airport

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

21 but haters know i got bitches to last a life time

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

All i got is my pros, i don’t need no friends

I got masterplans for haters toss em in the fryin pan

College girl going wild, we gonna need a camera man

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

All i know is i got warts on my below

And served it to the public on a silver platter

Pissing on these haters i got r.kelly swagger