This is a song about "Hate niger s"

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

And you all will respect that

I hate all yall, i hate law and hate the great lakes

I like my friends imaginary with no names

That's why she ignore my flowers

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

To make karma come faster than she normally will

The outline which you n****s out dated

Or you can do better on some hate shit