This is a song about "Hate a girl"

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

That a girl really wanted

Got your girl in a submission

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

Uh, you a bad girl potential

Because right now i'm a walking pile of hate,

The proverbial lemonade that i made

Oo girl, what a disgrace

I get that work from my face

I let her decorate the real estate

The world is a mest up place, with anger and hate

Haven't been with a girl since/

I was playing with guns