This is a song about "Hate and sadness"

Magic city a lil bit of change

My music feeds on sadness and rage,

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

I hate you and your mother,

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

I'm the definition of sadness and bawl

Cause it's full of love and can teach hate

I can tell you that this tape

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

It was a few chords when i was bored, and it cut through the sadness

We don't ever make love

I dwell within sadness

So dont bite my style and lay on the madness of hate

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

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

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid