This is a song about "Your a hater"

Ring a bell, it better cause bitch i'll wear a hater like a sweater

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest

You would become a hater, isn't that a twist?

Your the type of hater that ends up floatin 6ft deep at the bottom of a barrel

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

Your just a burnt up hater who has strife

Damn now they be labeling me a hater [x3]

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

Born of a later-day, mad-hater styled child's game/

Sooner, later im a hater looking down on the lyrics on the paper.

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Ditto drat her hitta hater