This is a song about "Hate life"

She self made, i'm self made

And these lames will forever hate/

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Gotta push away all the cries and hate

I hate it and i hate you,

When i get to warwick avenue

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Every nigga prolly' hate, tell them niggas get a life

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

// [you show me nothing but hate]

With a heart full of hate

Talk sharp like a razor blade

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

Feelin great never got time to hate

I can tell you that this tape

This is no place for hate