This is a song about "Hating arabs"

In my room thinking why are haters are hating

And light beers, they slight care, they spring breaking

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

This song to retaliate this discrimination of fakes who are hating

Twenty-four carats, countin cabbage, like the arabs

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

This song to retaliate this discrimination of fakes who are hating

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Keep pushing even when there is hating,

My whole family's hating what i'm becoming

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Forever faded, i know lucifer waiting

I think i know why are haters are hating

I see you hating, nigga why you hating

And my only fear's a wedding ring