This is a song about "Haters"

Haters think it cant get worse

You just trynna be haters

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Flexin on these haters, f-flexin on these haters,

Haters on me like fleas

You make a nigga sing songs nice

But make sure if they do see

Haters gettin shitty

Allright now thats over with all you haters

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Putting you haters into permanent rest,

'n' they don’t photograph, nah they don't sex like you

Muhfuckin haters grillin like a barbeque