This is a song about "Dad i hate you"

I hate you queers and some drags

Living out of bags

When your talking about how you made it, i hate it

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

Working out 9 to 5 keeping them babies fly

Im sorry, i know you hate when im high

Why we gotta argue

I hate it and i hate you,

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

The realism i see inside you is fake / (so you hate)

Then i would spit like yo fuckin dad

Fight the temptation but it keep coming back

To be honest, i hate you, with a burning passion.

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

I hate bein' trollin' freakin' n fallin'. i hate you preachin' meanie and moanin'

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him