Hater Land.

Scrolling through your feed with that same old glare. Every wind you see, you say it's so unfair. Commenting with shade, Throwing words like stones but your own garden's full of weeds you've never grown. Every step they take, you're right on their trail Marking their wins While you're stuck in the veil. Same old routine, dragging others down. But tell me who's the real fool in this town? Who wants to live in Haterland? Where dreams go to die in the palm of your hand. While they're building towers you kick his hand. Oh, who wants to live in Haydenland? You keep posting cryptic rants hoping for a bite but the only thing you're catching is another lonely night. Laughing at their grind. But you're stuck in rewind. How's the view from the back of the line? Success ain't a pie, there's enough for all. But your envy's a mirror reflecting how small. If you spent half the time building something real maybe you'd know how winning feels. When it feels, winning feels, winning feels. Who wants to live in Haterland? Where every triumph's met with a jealous brand? While they're chasing stars, you're stuck in the sand. Oh, who wants to live in Haterland? Try something new. Break out of the grind, Step out of the shadows. Leave the hate behind. Applaud their climb, take a page from their book. You'll never move forward if you can't stop the look. Now the question is simple Will you rise or stay? Keep tearing them down or make your own way. Cause the clock's ticking fast. And the truth is this. Haterland is a place where success is missed. Who wants to live in Haterland? Where bitterness grows and dreams get canned? While they're writing futures your drawers, Ryan and sand O who wants to live in Haterland? So take off the crown of your self made shame. Step out of the cycle, start playing the game. Life's too short, so be bitter and bland. Come on. Who wants to live in Hater land?