This is a song about "Queen i got haters"

You got haters? time for you to spit and prove ' em,

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time

I got those haters facin death they ass lookin for a life line

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

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Wish i could make ma(bro) ma father a king, and my mother a queen

Like i told god ill never give up on my haters/

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

I got the skill, i got that will to fufill, and make them haters go still

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

I got a lot of haters.

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

So i freestyle, haters in denial