This is a song about "Every one hates me"

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

Every teacher always wondered why i was the quiet one

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

And every one of y'all should know i'm outta control

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Every one said get rich or die trying

Every one knocked out its a often occurrence,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

My father hates me, this it what it seems to be

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Every one love my lyrics

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

No one hates you they think your a great dude

It haunts me every christmas eve

Five shots she ready to leave