This is a song about "Haters word up"

And when my eyes looking like a nigga tired

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

These haters hope i hurry up and die

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

I grew up as a teenager in new orleans, word is bond,

Hangin off their every word

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

Is all good for nobodyremember gamin' on dumb hotties at chill parties

See i'm fuckin' em up and i'm eatin', so fuck y'all haters, y'all can clap with ease,

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Respect is the wrong word

Ain't no haters to write about, just a cramped up closet that needs cleaning out.

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

But the only word i can come up with god is why... why...

Man that eats me alive, roll the leaf and get high