This is a song about "They haten"

"they don't care about you, they want you

And word i blew off herb i grew

To they point they wish they had amnesia

36 o's so i'm riding round with that nina

They keep stealin', they can't stop the burglary

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

The emergency room, gettin stitches

Till they dead in they own piss

Can't they come up wit they own shit

See i let my nigga split that

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

They think they figured me out, haha, they barely scratched the surface

Whenever they spit that bullshit they spitting

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

They are snakes they are, fake they tryna take away our pride,