This is a song about "Hatin"

Playas is hatin’ and hoes is choosing

But he don't rule a thing

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

So fuck all you blog hatin' faggots, type away,

So if it comes down, may the best man win

I got beef with you, keep the hindus hatin'

This shit is sick, its chill n' quick the bitches stay hatin'

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

Sorry if i'm hatin, makin it burn i must be satan

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

You just hatin cuz my flow so ill

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

We a nation of hatin' and makin' speculation

I wanna be the center piece of my entire culture

Call this shit osama's track, people hatin' lucifer,