This is a song about "Hate for life"

The death of my father , is the reason for my hate.

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

Only psychotic will suffice, chained up my hate for too long

Brown skin or a yellow-bone, dj this my favorite song

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Underground rappers hate us for sellin' out 'cuz we dominant,

No room for love, just consumed by hate

Im still here but i can't skate

Laylow, laylow singing para siempre for life.

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

You and joe bros for life

I just shake dice

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

Duct taped her cause i'd hate for her to escape/

Every nigga prolly' hate, tell them niggas get a life

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive