This is a song about "Later hater"

The one king that loves to damn a hater

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Murder y’all now, laugh later

Took the van, went snatch her

Your part of my hater nation

Lead us not into temptation

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

50, thousand volts you're gunna save for later.

It's not thanksgiving but only two days later

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Denise was just a worthless hater,

Earl sweatshirt, tyler, the creator

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

And call the hospital for him for later.