This is a song about "I got you hating"

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Torture to look in the mirror hating what you see

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

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

Easy hating me only make you look sleezy it really

My girl finished high school and she got her a degree

Got niggas that be hating

Why not me the same thing

And if people hating on you

And if i do go you better come through

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

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

Just as long as i don't flop, because the hating won't stop

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

You got fired i got promoted

Teach you how to rope a chick