This is a song about "Haters and thugs"

Open guts and close em shut, bringing harmony by showing bones of thugs

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

Fuck y'all haters and make sure this hurt

Haters are lame, and they sloppy as seconds

Here i go again, searching for love

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

And yo young thugs be actin like tupac,

Never fading, and i know the haters are forever waiting

Please, we avoid pagan the pace is far more amazing

I ain't interested in fame

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

That's fake, how you rag on the "haters", fags, and bitches,

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

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

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love