This is a song about "Quit hatin"

I know what you do with that

And i don't want to quit

The sins just do not quit.

Get it back and shit

They label me a backpackin' nigga on fashion

I got beef with you, keep the hindus hatin'

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

Stop hatin i know you a fan

Call this shit osama's track, people hatin' lucifer,

Rap sheet was as long as a sudanese brother

I put the nigga in his casket

They addicted to eating,they cant quit

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Can't understand why all my exes hatin' me.