This is a song about "Fucking the haters"

Know just what you worth

Like fuck all the haters

To all you haters, i fucking expect the plastic assets,

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

I glanced seeing some haters in the streets

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

It's okay cuz the haters will soon just fade away/

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

And fucking, haters got something to say

6 months, right back on the damn block anyway

Her hair all over the bed, that make me love her more

Fuck ya'll haters, just open the fucking door

Finishing the paper while haters be stuck at the thesis!

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Haters hate and i wave my hand like i'm fucking imperious

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus