This is a song about "Haters fuck"

Blue collar they'd call it, ain't ghetto, fuck what haters say,

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

And all i could think was retaliation fuck everything, haters are my motivation

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

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

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

Represent the borough nigga, b.k. all day

Not giving a fuck what the haters say

Smokin haters unfurled

I been all around the world

Fuck the haters i don't hear em' they think there dictators but

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Fuck you haters hold on i'll get back to y'all in a minute/

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

"fuck haters or fuck yourself" well, thats my logic.