This is a song about "My haters"

As: and while you’re in my mother

Cant see my haters, like im stevie wonder

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

I will never stop rappin to you haters because it's my alacrity,

My haters cant even keep a fucking beat tho

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

You can see my haters rest, yet my hustle excels

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Haters on my track, guns in the backpack

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

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

Never interrupt , i let my haters talk,

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

That makes up my product. every time i rap, the haters