This is a song about "Feeling hated"

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

She stayed in a rage, hated minimum wage

Feeling tired, feeling colder

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

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

But still feels hated and deflated

I never crack i got that chap stick

Because of you we are overly dedicated

You can die loved or live and be hated

The reflection of everything you've ever hated

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

And it wasn’t that we hated mankind

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child