This is a song about "Haters and dictators"

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

You got haters? time for you to spit and prove ' em,

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

Fucken haters, and traitors, i hope to see you later

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Fuck y'all haters and make sure this hurt

Haters are lame, and they sloppy as seconds

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

And im a tazer to my haters zap i keep shockin em

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

The haters gonna walk up and spit on ya shoe

The game is to be sold not told, so fuck you

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

Ima do me, fuck my haters, and you do you!