This is a song about "Hating yourself"

I swear that im elevating eliminating the hating

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

After lebron, i'm what's next

You're just hand clapping for yourself

Like when you shot yourself

I can taste the salt from my tears

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Got niggas that be hating

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

I say u jus keep hating

So here i am at the store for some chips

But success is where the hating begins

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

I see you hating, nigga why you hating