This is a song about "Dont like me"

Like i dont give a damn.

Still the man with the pan

I dont kids like you,i eat emcees,they call me cannibal

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

I don have to explain myselfi dont have tochange for nobody if you dont like me

Yo, turn me up some

So dont call me karen,

Dont judge me till your perfect

Just say he's the best

Dont make me tomahawk ya,

I ain't mad at cha

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Its over now, but dont worry about me

You dont know about me

Hopin' that my niggas see