This is a song about "Hindi about haters"

Well i live for the haters

So you finally got the nerve

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

So i freestyle, haters in denial

Our ways of complaining about haters every single

I am such a renegade, but try to be professional

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Putting you haters into permanent rest,

Debate, arresting the haters

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

That happen to act like a black president

Putting you haters into permanent rest,

Sometimes haters say shit you suck

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Allright now thats over with all you haters

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth