This is a song about "Hate is deth"

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Even though the sky is turning green,i hate losin' n i hate crying in

And i hear em feeling my florida swagger

Hate the party scene but hardly means church is the answer

And critics hate 'em 'cuz they know that his music is clever,

That's why forever i love seldom and trust never

That is what you will get for all of the hate

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

No hate but the "great" is who imma about to assassinate

People hate me, criticize, my name is just a gimmick now,

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy you're so beautiful

But ignorance is hate in the faces of the needful

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

Hate is what you release, and thats what i feed