This is a song about "Fuck this hate"

Where every recipient, property of the state

These chains are restraints from this cage that i hate,

Hate being in this position

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

My hearts aboutta break, from dealin with all this motherfuckin hate

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

Kicks new, my denim, raw

Fuck her screamin i hate cha

Fuck anybody that hates the show, if you hate than just go

They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow

I love and hate this world, this goes out to ma pops

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

This love and hate are my arsenal,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will