This is a song about "Hate my ligfe"

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

So much shit on my mind i fucking hate it

I hate this fake ass smile on my face

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Dont see how you can hate from my side of the club

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

But she took it in his place

My flow you hate the pace

With banal homages my hate fueled horror sentiment of resentment

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud

I hate you punk, in my mind you suck

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

On my family’s hate for the young boy they raised.

You touched my hand, but you also touched my heart and took everything from me, especially the hate

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait