This is a song about "Hater life"

Me makes you a stranger. turn your back making you a hater.

Fuck yo bitch to the weekend, i ain't speaking bout that cd player

Your part of my hater nation

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I mean by his tweets it seems he's a hater

You a game hater, and you call yourself a rolling stone,

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

A nigga pull the thing on ya'll, ya'll stain ya'll draws

And you know what i found hater are just hating because

Stay chain paper funk a hater he can get it

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

The ice ain't really nothing to her

I can give a fuck 'bout no hater

Although you hater push me to a whole new low

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow