This is a song about "Hate is rhigt"

Hatters gonna hate, and that is why i elevate

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Why is it that you hate me?

And my kick game beyond crazy

Wonder where i went wrong

Why more hate?" that word is too strong

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

I dont sweat the hate, my sickness is ridiculous

But wait... hate is a strong word, so i rephrase my debate,

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

Rock them bitches once then forgot about ‘em forever

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

Early adapters agree they all late

That is what you will get for all of the hate

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

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