This is a song about "Haters and success"

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

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

Haters are lame, and they sloppy as seconds

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

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

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

'cause all the haters gonna try and taunt you

Fuck y'all haters and make sure this hurt

That we picked up at the last concert

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Its either life or the hood, choose whats right and good, and your family's first success son.

But screw the fake player-haters, their pain, anger, and rage,

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

These haters hope i hurry up and die