This is a song about "Hater nation"

Credit card late fees

Hater please, you 8 degrees

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Degradation across the nation

Damn now im being labeled as a hater

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Lead us not into temptation

Out to control the entire nation.

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Because there's always a hater just around

Shake your hair like them track ain't coming out

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

Ditto drat her hitta hater

That damier bag i bought her