This is a song about "Hard times with haters"

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Im a lazy stoner but work hard at times

I shine, you shine, so we shine

Times might be hard, but keep your head up...it's fine...

Or closed casket for our troubles

With some hard new school instrumentals.

My world, haters can make like bees with no stingers

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Who starts a battle with "i lost a lot of times",

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

Wack is what the haters say, this area with shades of gray,

Said off so many times, writers block, its hard times

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

I'm studying hard with no compensation,

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin