This is a song about "Criticism hate love"

Skill pays the bills, love rap hate them pills,

See i ain't tryna think about no phone bills

I love and hate this world, this goes out to ma pops

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

The first three words she read were "i hate love"

Cause my thing something vicious

And criticism of contemporaries

I'm everything that they call nice

But still is that a reason to hate that it's the same love,

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Its irony that haters love to hate me,

No room for love, just consumed by hate

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

I love the hate but i aint got no time to savor the flavor

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her