This is a song about "Hating step dad"

I know the world been waiting for that

Well its between you and dad

While you stay hating yourself inwardly.

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Keep pushing even when there is hating,

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

This goes out to anybody still hating

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Keep hating cause it keeps fueling

Hating my dad with passion for not showing up

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

And getting money is the song i sing

I think i know why are haters are hating

And light beers, they slight care, they spring breaking

Radio the cops and tell them to stop hating