This is a song about "Hate her"

You bitches just spit so much hate

Cop a car, new estate

Fuck her screamin i hate cha

They claim it as their own, africa

U wreak of absurd hate

We both had dreams of being great

Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say

She's comfortable with her body, y'all hate beyonce,

Dont care about the hate

New york, va, dc, get paid

Yeah, right, get over here faster

How can i really hate her?

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Smashed her to bits, she must hate me...

He looks down on her, with no hate

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape