This is a song about "Hating on jimmy"

So fuck all them haters hating on my my spits

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

So if you hating on me shut the fuck up.

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

I feelin like the ?bob?, when he was on da fone wit jimmy.

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

So you got three feet on me, i do hating deeds

You know what i'm saying

Got niggas that be hating

Radio the cops and tell them to stop hating

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

Fuck me for hating on you when you are just being normal

I hope we see the light before it's ruined, my ghetto gospel