This is a song about "Hating rosa parks"

I gotta tell you that my love is true

And if people hating on you

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

Separated, me from the ones that was hating

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Keep this passage coming, get the #shaft like gordon parks,

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

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

I'll probably re-visit those old shotgun homes and trailer parks,

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

I see you hating, nigga why you hating

Radio the cops and tell them to stop hating

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing