HATERS.
I LOVE THE HATERS.
THEY STARE AND TALK, WHEN THEY SEE ME.
I FEEL LIKE I'M A CELEBRITY.
THEY MUST LOVE THE WAY I LOOK
CUZ THEY STUDY ME LIKE A SCHOOL BOOK.
SHE THINK SEE THE SHYT
I GUESS YOU THINK SO BY THE WORDS YOU SAY.
I LOVE TO SEE A HATER, CUZ THEY BRIGHTEN UP MY DAY.
WHEN I SEE A HATER HATIN' I TELL THEM TO WALK MY WAY.
HATERS ARE MY MOTIVATION.
A WAY TO ESCAPE FUSTRATION.
KNOWIN' THAT SOMEONE WANTS TO BE ME.
ANGER FUSED BY JEALOUSY.
KNOWIN THAT THEY CAN'T BE ME.
THEY CHOOSE A WAY TO MAKE ME HATE MYSELF.
AND BECOME ONE OF THEM.
HATERS BEAWARE, I DON'T CARE...
WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY, OR DO.
AT THE END OF THE DAY, WHEN IT'S ALL SAID AND DONE.
I'M STILL NOT LIKE YOU.
