This is a song about "Hating ass bitches"

Your xbox is my new playstation,with you she stay hating

Forever faded, i know lucifer waiting

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

And if people hating on you

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

But bitches down in your berserk ass, pounding your balls as it drips the tears

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Backyard for the tadpoles, shutters for hating assholes,

Than i drop the fucker and leave you broke ass bitches,

And i've been uplifting the people i'm with

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

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Radio the cops and tell them to stop hating

My ysl lenses, my infrared sixes

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches