This is a song about "Hate batin"

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

You bitches just spit so much hate

I like my friends imaginary with no names

I hate all yall, i hate law and hate the great lakes

This is no place for hate

I feel good, i look great

Cause when i make this stew

I hate it and i hate you,

Give me dome, then let me skate

To all them haters that hate

Why do people have to hate

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

If they hate, let 'em hate, i drop ya whole clan

Not a fake person, that's the sims man

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

Feelin great never got time to hate