This is a song about "Fuck your hate"

Lately i been feeling your hate like the sun,

Me and my microphone could be one

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

Without the sound of guns

I hate your fucking guts.

Good kids make bad grown ups

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

Your mother should have swallowed you your a disgrace, you the things that i hate

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Quotes from wikipedia? hate to burst your bubble,

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

I dont give a fuck if you like me or if maybe hate me