This is a song about "Hate and anger"

But screw the fake player-haters, their pain, anger, and rage,

While half my mental belongs in a cage

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Fiddle with the string and hold the anger back

My money like a senior, watch it graduate

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

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

A filthy cesspool of anger, hate and regrets

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

Mixed with pain, anger, and hateful rage, the essence of youth,

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

This anger sends me straight into hate, yet i'm embracin it

Let the anger out lose your mind and shout

Get yours; you know what this about

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

All that i need is some anger , blood and knife