This is a song about "Fuck to my haters"

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

Blue collar they'd call it, ain't ghetto, fuck what haters say,

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

Better yet they work my every nerve

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

Ima do me, fuck my haters, and you do you!

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

Yeah, fuck y'all haters wanted me, i showed that

Fuck ya'll haters, just open the fucking door

I got sexy ladies all over the floor

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Nigga fuck all the haters, i'm over here gettin' paper

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

Haters try to knock me off my feet but i can still stand

Puffin’ on that garlic, cigar full of marley

So fuck the haters, they ain't nobody!