This is a song about "Fuck haters they traitor trying to control u like they dictators"

Like fuck all the haters

So you finally got the nerve

They could take your freedom and have full control

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

Trying to front like they dont know what respect is

Yo check this outi'mma tell you like this

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd

With my ex girlfriends still trying to dig they way out

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs

Knb bro fuck the haters, they traitors, tryna control you like they some dictators

They call me a freak cuz i like to visually fuck these strippers for i strip em/

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

They like im on level what i dont give a fuck

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud