This is a song about "Emotinally hated"

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

Spittin you out like some low-caloric tea i hated

You can die loved or live and be hated

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

The reflection of everything you've ever hated

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

While i'm in the back talkin' to my other broad

First of all your hated boss laid you off, paid you naught,

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Plus the city is mostly black so it's forever hated,

Anyone who was hated on by fred phelps

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

But still i'm constantly being hated,

Yeah we were doing okay as a teenager, now damn it's trouble,

That was hated and mistreated because the needed was not available