This is a song about "Y u hatin"

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

Its funny how y"all think you're so macho

You just hatin cuz my flow so ill

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

Y u cryin? "gimme back my back" no bitch its mine, i rap not for your souls

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

Painting vivid pictures call me pablo y picasso,

While all those ships go tips(y)

Like hoes down in magic city

Can't understand why all my exes hatin' me.

But respect is more real, and ambition the key