This is a song about "Blocking out the haters"

Um, life is a water park, could be fun

Im fucking coming, blocking the sun

Oh its over whole time she knows this

While the time lapses, my haters collapses

Haters on my track, guns in the backpack

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

Later bitches, i'm off to kill the haters,

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

And these haters feel the same, somethin' sick up in the mouth

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

Like fuck all the haters

Know just what you worth

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Ain't no haters to write about, just a cramped up closet that needs cleaning out.

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Debate, arresting the haters