This is a song about "Born hater"

Born of a later-day, mad-hater styled child's game/

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

Because there's always a hater just around

A smooth criminaland though i pack this pound

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

Every day a star is born

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

Starting to hater, then you are finished

Ditto drat her hitta hater

And then along came the wrong man for her

Every day, a star is born,

That's why i shed light on the dark i come form

I got something you've been waiting for

And don't get me wrong i ain't no hater.

I can give a fuck 'bout no hater

Niggas who be rapping how real they are