This is a song about "Haters and success"

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

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Like a doorway to success in front of me and i had the key

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

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

And even though you'll have motherfucking haters you'll go far,

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

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

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

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

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

These haters hope i hurry up and die

Of hard work and success, smoking more grass than wildfire,

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her