This is a song about "Haters talk"

Muhfuckin haters grillin like a barbeque

See you was there every year when i needed you

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Allright now thats over with all you haters

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Talk shit, diarrhea

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

To all my non-believers and haters

I love the way you walk

I just don't wanna talk

Apprently i talk way to much, but.... i like to talk

While i'm in the back talkin' to my other broad

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Entertain yourself whilst i talk,

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Putting you haters into permanent rest,