This is a song about "Love my haters"

Haters on my track, guns in the backpack

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Never interrupt , i let my haters talk,

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Crowned for my girth now my haters livid

I love to laugh at haters that the word impress did

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

To all my non-believers and haters

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

While the time lapses, my haters collapses

In my room thinking why are haters are hating

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring