This is a song about "Niggas hating on me"

See all these hating niggas went from eff you to you suck bro

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

And if people hating on you

Don't fuck around and make it true

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

So if you hating on me shut the fuck up.

So you got three feet on me, i do hating deeds

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Hating on the vertex then you shall lose

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

Fake mc's vomit. me and my niggas on the top floor in vegas drinking gin and

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

Even when them niggas stop and try to plan on me

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Niggas battle me but they end up releasin there throttle and chokin on a rattle,