This is a song about "Love my haters"

I never crack i got that chap stick

These haters mad, cause my rap's flow's sick

Crowned for my girth now my haters livid

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

To all my non-believers and haters

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

And getting money is the song i sing

In my room thinking why are haters are hating

Haters dont phase my hearts on everlast!!

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Teamwork: that's our recipe for living lavish

While the time lapses, my haters collapses

My voice is gettin shriller, there will be plenty haters

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

Ass shots is a plus

Baby if you want my love