This is a song about "Blind hatin"

She smiles; a niggas full of passion

Its me shes dating, now you hatin',

I sit and reminisce

Yeah bet you hatin this

This shit is sick, its chill n' quick the bitches stay hatin'

That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin

Can't understand why all my exes hatin' me.

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

You just hatin cuz my flow so ill

As i light one for ill will

You gotta let these shits go, man

Stop hatin i know you a fan