This is a song about "Dont hate"

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

I hate that i feel bad when u dont reply

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Dont see how you can hate from my side of the club

I dont sweat the hate, my sickness is ridiculous

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

And these lames will forever hate/

I'm selling wisdom, just try and listen i'm tryna get you

Dont act like you dont hate this too. after all it was your fault boo.

Cause time is money

Dont love, just hate on me

Im washin off another plate

Not dissing anyone or showing hate

I hate it and i hate you,

And all the shit you went through