This is a song about "Fuck micheal i hate you"

I hate it and i hate you,

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

The proverbial lemonade that i made

I hate everything that you stand for, it's fake

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

I hate you punk, in my mind you suck

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

When you're hearing i my lines, i know you hate them

The realism i see inside you is fake / (so you hate)

Where every recipient, property of the state

Lying to yourself, all over an image

One thing i hate is gold diggers so fuck off bitch

Fuck her screamin i hate cha

Our nation have to bow, africa

I hate bitches snitches stab them with syringes throw em in ditches and holes fuck hoes/

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows