This is a song about "Getting hated"

You can die loved or live and be hated

Your best sentence was doing your bid

Young money motherfucker we the shit

But still feels hated and deflated

You really hated it when i smoked pot

Believe me i'mma be your god

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

The reflection of everything you've ever hated

She said the nigga she hated

And my momma keep smoking that shit

Or the un elevated that was hated and mistreated

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Speaking heart with a conscious, talking to you

I hated my stepfather, i still do,

They just hated my style,

Run for cover and return fire