This is a song about "Hate batin"

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

Gotta push away all the cries and hate

Feelin great never got time to hate

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Who’s iller, i’ll wait

U wreak of absurd hate

Redbox flow and i do not date

No room for love, just consumed by hate

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Why we keep responding and the same hate

Im washin off another plate

You bitches just spit so much hate

Give me dome, then let me skate

This is no place for hate

Not dissing anyone or showing hate

Our vision never changed, we self made