This is a song about "Fuck haters inspiring rap"

That makes up my product. every time i rap, the haters

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

Fuck y'all haters and make sure this hurt

Wanna see you work your body

So fuck the haters, they ain't nobody!

Blue collar they'd call it, ain't ghetto, fuck what haters say,

But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way

Haters hate me cause i rap odd

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

Ok bitches i agree rap had censored words when the haters tried to stop raps

I know they mad i’m on, but that's too bad cause err shit, i'm here to stay i brought my bags

I rap fast avoid the haters and look good on my tracks

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

Blue collar they'd call it, ain't ghetto, fuck what haters say,