This is a song about "Doubters"

Profile, damn i'm digging your style, we can start slow now

Dressed in a black gown with doubters still doubting my moment, "no way! how?!"

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Fortunado, the porsche apollo, wars'll follow

I never wish death, but i want my doubters to die slow

To these doubters he's a type of cancer with no cure

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

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