Hater Speaks: Timid Soft Bitches

Lyrics

[Skit] Bitch, do you know that my mother told me a couple years ago That my entire life, she prayed for me not to be successful in the music industry Because she thought that it was dangerous? And, bitch, y'all motherfucking parents take y'all to meet celebrities and shit, bro I can't relate, you know what I'm sayin'? I, I can't relate And that shit's expensive, and it's hard to do And it really, uh, puts pressure everywhere else in your life So just, just stop, stop claiming it, man That's all I'm sayin', bro Bitch-ass motherfucker, bro You a bitch-ass mothеrfucker, bro, I swear to God You a spoiled lil' timid rich-ass bitch If I mеt you in real life, I'd beat your ass and go to jail with a smile on my face, bro You a bitch, you a ho, you fake You, you represent some fucking bullshit, trash-ass agenda And, and, and it, we can never move forward as a people If fucking slimeball pieces of shit like you That are from rich, privileged, grow up in fucking Rolls-Royces And, and livin' in fucking Vallejo, California, LaRussell And, and you're gonna sit here and preach division, man, preach oppression, preach It's the Black people, it's the Black people, Black community Look, we did it, oh, I'm on the NBA independently as a Black artist And it's just division, division, division, division, division You're the problem, you're the oppressor You're the pe—, you're the Uncle Tom You are the one who is making a profit off of your own people's oppression and exploitation, uh Because you act like you were a part of that, and you weren't You were a fucking rich kid that grew up in the suburbs And I hate it, and I hate all of you guys And anybody who isn't from poverty or being poor You're not a gangster, okay? You might have chose to do crime, but you There's nothing gangster about you You're all timid soft bitches who are scared to go to jail and scared to die