This is a song about "I hate haters"

Now all these haters gonna always hate on me

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Wolf gang, triple six crew

I hate it and i hate you,

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

I got all the haters on their knees

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

If haters gonna hate then i don't give a damn

Good love then i can do that for her

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

Haters hate me cause i rap odd

That cellphone that i bought

So i freestyle, haters in denial

Aren't you somethin', an original