This is a song about "Hate it hate it"

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

Hate to break the news, but it was fictional.

Majority of people are minority and i hate it

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

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

You, you, you have to pay for that

Know she tripping, hate it when bitches acting different

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

People show hate but they were nowhere near it.

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

I've gathered every feminist, so queers could hate it,

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit