[Intro] (Look at this n***a, little b**h can't rap You white! Motherf**ing bullsh** f** outta' here with that sh**) [Verse 1] Baby you got me confused, with one of them other dudes Under they breath mumblin', shout out to Spitta I'm crumblin' All these haters that want it homie I keep it a hundred Never fronted while you stunting acting like you hate it but really want it I swear to god when they talkin' sh** it just make me smile Cause you ain't no hater my brotha' just a fan in denial Every time that you hate on me I get stronger when risen Judgin' these lyrics by my skin homie that's racism My momma white my daddy black but ya'll don't even listen Judgin' by only what you see that's artistic division And in the end creates an intellectual collision But if you listen to my words then you would see my vision But that's enough on that subject homie I'mma keep flowin' On the tour bus, four of us, the weed's blowin' But I ain't smokin', I'm just writin' while homies tokin' Playin' this game until that sh** is broken f**in' with honeys 'til they panties soakin' Feelin' victorious, hella glorious, my story is gonna be depicted by Me and my team as warriors that did it big like Notorious Haters talkin' sh** gon' get the goriest of verses (Yo, that sh** is whack yo) Man what the, maaaaaan that sh** was weak yo what the f** was he talkin' about, everything he said made sense Maaaaan, that's some bullsh** I mean, I mean you can't say much you know what I mean like yeah he spit you know what I'm sayin' like His lyrics is good and you know, he k** it with the flow but, man that sh** s**ed though, yuh)