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

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

Fuck the haters i don't hear em' they think there dictators but

Fuck it, they shrink to fit

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Like fuck all the haters

He lying i’m on papers

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

With my ex girlfriends still trying to dig they way out

You get too big and here they come trying to censor you like that one line

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

They try to control the ghetto, but their methods are unorthodox,

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

They like im on level what i dont give a fuck

I can't ever change without you

Like howre they suppose to