This is a song about "Rap and haters"

Big too for the tribute and homage of their energy/ freestyle the greatest/ dope haters/

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work

Fuck y'all haters and make sure this hurt

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

Haters are lame, and they sloppy as seconds

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

To all my non-believers and haters

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Never fading, and i know that haters are forever waiting

And even though you'll have motherfucking haters you'll go far,

Huhhuhhuhhuhumy double r proves i’ma big rap star

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Ok bitches i agree rap had censored words when the haters tried to stop raps

And, when them haters try to see me im cocking the semi

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see