This is a song about "Backstabbers and haters"

And even though you'll have motherfucking haters you'll go far,

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Haters hate and i wave my hand like i'm fucking imperious

While half my mental belongs in a cage

But screw the fake player-haters, their pain, anger, and rage,

That's fake, how you rag on the "haters", fags, and bitches,

The tooth fairy blow me, swallow don't shit this

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

And im a tazer to my haters zap i keep shockin em

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre

Well fuck you guys and you haters to cause all you are,

When you see the instant replay

And fucking, haters got something to say

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

You haphazard backstabbers climbing the rap ladder,