This is a song about "For my haters"

Even my haters kinda glad i'm on

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Yearnin for somethin greater, soul searchin in this dull hole full a haters

Family needs it to get out of the trailer we lived in for ten years

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Haters dont phase my hearts on everlast!!

Too good for them haters

He lying i’m on papers

I make tracks for haters like i'm feeding the snakes,

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Cause i'm grinding for this paper oblivious to the haters

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Well i live for the haters