This is a song about "Dont hate"

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

Quit passing all of this hate,

Wolf gang, triple six crew

I hate it and i hate you,

So dont bite my style and lay on the madness of hate

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

So you dont live with parents that hate you

I call em up, they might fall through

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

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

I hate that i feel bad when u dont reply

Im washin off another plate

Dont care about the hate

Its the things that i hate

I can tell you that this tape