This is a song about "Your just a burnt up hater"

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

Off of the third blunt i burnt up with my purp cup,

Me makes you a stranger. turn your back making you a hater.

Shout out to mid-majors, who forget what they major

Your rolling papers i'm burning paper, but i'm just wording hater!

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

If its not couture, i will not go to her

The one king that loves to damn a hater

Just curl up between your sheets

When you're reachin' your dreams

You use up all your brain to make up one bar while i just use a little bit.

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

Cause every bridge they'ed ever built, she just burnt em down

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