This is a song about "Traitors"

All those who wanna diss me are traitors to the regime

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Knb bro fuck the haters, they traitors, tryna control you like they some dictators

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

Fucken haters, and traitors, i hope to see you later

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Were fucking alligators, there just traitors while were innovators

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Bunch of so sayers, when they go to sleep tonight, well i just hope they said their prayers

Knb bro fuck the haters, they traitors, tryna control you like they some dictators

Katana slice the heads of traitors tell him dont forget to mop

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Just to show them im better than all you fucking traitors