This is a song about "Haters money me fame"

Haters hate me cause i rap odd

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

I rock awesomley, the offspring of the flawless brings game

I just keep telling them about the future, the money and the fame

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Its irony that haters love to hate me,

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

No more money, no more fame

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

See i'm not writing for the the fame 'n the money,

Not the money or the fame, but the writtens with my name

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

Ion let commercials play me, neva eva chased the fame...

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

In exchange he gave a name, fame, money and a lyrical rage

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change