This is a song about "Hatin"

If you hatin on me i will smack you in the face

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

I got beef with you, keep the hindus hatin'

She smiles; a niggas full of passion

Can't understand why all my exes hatin' me.

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

You still hatin, you should be fucking ashamed

And i feared that my fans say i failed

This man can single handedly save the culture

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