This is a song about "Standing up to haters"

Better yet they work my every nerve

Later bitches, i'm off to kill the haters,

Ain't no haters to write about, just a cramped up closet that needs cleaning out.

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

And just came to realize that she's standing in a crowd

Haters in the crowd, if you see 'em point them out

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

I’m standing up for the innocent, the young, the departed

To all my non-believers and haters

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

Im cleaning up these haters like my jobs to hold a mop

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

When fights turn to wars ill make sure im still standing.

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

Standing out side my house right now wait for me to sleep