This is a song about "Haters and dictators"

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

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

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

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

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

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

They say i talk like im god body

How dictators stopping missiles sent me

Im above the a-list for these great dictators

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

I rap fast avoid the haters and look good on my tracks

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

If it wasn't bad enough your labels are hoeing you

The haters gonna walk up and spit on ya shoe

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Mathematic denominator, i predominate dictators