This is a song about "Haters and fans"

Haters hate and i wave my hand like i'm fucking imperious

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Haters are lame, and they sloppy as seconds

Of mice and men and friendly fans of songs

I love women, air max's and liquor stores

These haters hope i hurry up and die

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

Trying to please my family, friends and fans

That happen to act like a black president

Got haters out of vision and the one that isn't