This is a song about "Serving haters shots i m abar tender"

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather

Cause rozay been talkin white he think he uncle ruckus

I grimace a bit, it's like i'm serving criminal sentences,

I got a lot of haters.

So you finally got the nerve

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

I can do better without you

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters

I"m the designated driver

I’m the king of rock, there is none higher