This is a song about "Diss haters"

Flexin on these haters, f-flexin on these haters,

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Like fuck all the haters

The richest place on earth

Debate, arresting the haters

I'm a magician so please focus

Because this record is only to diss

Hey yo im cashin in on these haters

Better yet they work my every nerve

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

He probably studies all my lines while he's writin a diss

To all my non-believers and haters

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse