This is a song about "Hating blacks"

Who dat, who dat? i got them saying

Got niggas that be hating

Money ain't a thing

I say u jus keep hating

Separated, me from the ones that was hating

And i bet you all them letters in your mailbox waiting

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

And all the mistreated blacks will reunite.

To take all those wrongs and make them right

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

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Back in the day the south showed no mercy for blacks

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

Bun b, i’m underground king

Keep hating cause it keeps fueling