This is a song about "Hate it"

Blame it on brandies, make me hate these pansies

But i don't lace up chucks or rock tan khakis

People show hate but they were nowhere near it.

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit

I'm the only nigga waiting on some action, i hate it,

And you all will respect that

Your hairstyle is bad, and i hate it

And i hate it, i wish it wasn't fated

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

It was hard going face to face with hate

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

What's it take to maintain, all this hate just ain't replacin'

Know she tripping, hate it when bitches acting different

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust