This is a song about "Bad hate"

We both teenagers with the same mind state

// [you show me nothing but hate]

We both had dreams of being great

To all them haters that hate

Not dissing anyone or showing hate

My money like a senior, watch it graduate

Dont care about the hate

I can tell you that this tape

Dont care about the hate

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

Its the things that i hate

Guess i'm self made

There's crack, there's crack

Told me whats good and bad

Ain't no reason to hate

New york, va, dc, get paid