This is a song about "Haters tryna fuck up ma dream"

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

Fuck ya'll haters, just open the fucking door

Could switch up rhyme scheme like a dream

And i put you on the team

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work

Fuck y'all haters and make sure this hurt

So fuck the haters, they ain't nobody!

Must be something you want me to see

Yo i dream to be also an mc but still ma raps getting a c

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

Then some lady named billie holiday

Not giving a fuck what the haters say

Ma rap make no sens .short line weak bars it's fuked up

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

It's really not an issue

Ma answer is simply fuck u,