This is a song about "Tearin down haters"

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Like fuck all the haters

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Cause i'll be tearin up stages across the seas

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

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

The richest place on earth

Too good for them haters

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Haters gettin shitty

Fuck the lame paper, same haters chase me, track us down,

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

Putting you haters into permanent rest,

Carol city or was it the west

So all you haters better pipe down

Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown