This is a song about "Niggas hating on me"

Got niggas that be hating

I'm the sushi king

Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore

These niggas sleepin on me, i can hear all them snore

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

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

You are hating and masturbating on your fucking floor

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

When u were doing a double game tally, hating me parading me,

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

These niggas out here trynna bathe me on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Me and my niggas role together like the wheels on a chrysler

I'm a fucking rap god, niggas going wear me being crucified on the cross and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend