This is a song about "Why you hatin"

Know this, i want you to know why

Tears that our fore fathers cry

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Amazingly graceful but lucifer, they're blatantly hatin',

Played like a fucking game and always being talked about. so if you hatin shut

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Fuck rhyming why battle rap you?

I got beef with you, keep the hindus hatin'

She smiles; a niggas full of passion