This is a song about "Queen i got haters"

Got these haters heads spinning like cycloones wait thats a

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

I got masterplans for haters toss em in the fryin pan

Gucci mane i run the land from africa to pakistan

My records sell, yes sir

Haters got the wrong picture

I make songs about shit for attention

I just gets it in first lady queen pin

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Got haters out of vision and the one that isn't

So i freestyle, haters in denial

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Watch as the queen waves so happily, as i casually

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

Haters, ya you got some, smoke it all you want some?

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them