This is a song about "Hate dad"

New york, va, dc, get paid

To all them haters that hate

Nigga ain't bad, see, niggas just had

Thought you would never let me down, dad?

Im washin off another plate

Its the things that i hate

U wreak of absurd hate

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

Dad comes home skitzing shit

With g's in my pocket

Like football your ass smacked dad

Goddamn, the boy's back

Dad abuses the beer

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

Beating on your wife, no longer talking to your dad,

Then clap then shake it without breaking your back