This is a song about "Haters word up"

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

Im cleaning up these haters like my jobs to hold a mop

Haters can't haze, see when i fall they raise thee up

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

For all emcees please read this rap, specially the last part: cause it contains a worth message

Word...bugatiis i just wake up in wait uh min u aint got no bugatti ok..i was playin bitch

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

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

Inspiration for every word

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

Word to my competition step ya fucking game up

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup