This is a song about "Evey one hates me"

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

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

That one makes me wanna scream

I'm the head coach of the team

My home girl told me i got an issue

What is success if your family hates you?

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

Still you don't know one thing about me?

So tell me why are we at war

God give me one sentence more

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Part of me hates your guts but the other part is in love with you.

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

No one, no one is iller than me.

O' wait there's one could that be me

Trying to catch me riding dirty