This is a song about "Hate me my nigga"

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

// [you show me nothing but hate]

And americanized/ tried to make me hate my father and live

Could i be the same one who came from a far away life

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

Me and my nigga kid, sometimes we talk each other kickin',

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

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

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

Me and my nigga kid, sometimes we talk each other kickin',

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

So call me renegade, i’m screaming my hate, ‘cuz i’m a

// [you show me nothing but hate]

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

Should have never let me free/ filled with hate / evil doings on my plate./