This is a song about "Hard times with haters"

Same weed good times with a different scent

And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend

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

Let me put my funk on this one time

Front page of the times, payback with fire rhymes.

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

I was growin as a person in the hard times

Hard to kill, how many more times?

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

With you going through more terrible times.

Flapjack, ooh he bring

To all those hard times, hiding

With business hoes an college strippers

My world, haters can make like bees with no stingers