This is a song about "Hate all you want"

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

But now its all over, you want me no more

That is what you will get for all of the hate

He buy the benz where acres and crazy real estate

Get off a key like i can’t sing

All they want is see you bleeding

You should all be like hopsin and hate fans,

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

Quit passing all of this hate,

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

To all them haters that hate

I haven't seen her ass in months you can say all that you want

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

You can say all you want are you mad or not?

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god