This is a song about "Hatin"

You just hatin cuz my flow so ill

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

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

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

I ain't hatin', just sayin', it's time you met your replacement

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Yeah bet you hatin this

Niggas talk with limited service

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

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin