This is a song about "For the haters"

Like fuck all the haters

He lying i’m on papers

So fuck the haters, they ain't nobody!

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Not giving a fuck what the haters say

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

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

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

You got haters? time for you to spit and prove ' em,

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

Crowned for my girth now my haters livid

Later bitches, i'm off to kill the haters,

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Big too for the tribute and homage of their energy/ freestyle the greatest/ dope haters/

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth