This is a song about "Haters make me famous"

Just to make it famous

Let's have a toast for this new love

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

All these haters who mad and be nagging at me

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

I make tracks for haters like i'm feeding the snakes,

I can feel the new people around me just want to be famous

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Haters hate me cause i rap odd

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Go on this sight for a daily basis. i hope one day enough to make me famous.

My world, haters can make like bees with no stingers

Got me feeling light headed yea nigga philip rivers

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Don't get me wrong, i'd love to go and sign with famous labels,