This is a song about "Fack you haters"

That's fake, how you rag on the "haters", fags, and bitches,

And i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with

I will never stop rappin to you haters because it's my alacrity,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Putting you haters into permanent rest,

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

I will never stop rappin to you haters because it's my alacrity,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I bout to crash all of you haters just debaters

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car

Well fuck you guys and you haters to cause all you are,

Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown

So all you haters better pipe down

Better yet they work my every nerve

Allright now thats over with all you haters