This is a song about "Hate nysee"

If they hate, let 'em hate, i drop ya whole clan

Put burners in the hands, of the black man

Why do people have to hate

See let me demonstrate

Talk sharp like a razor blade

Golly wolly i, still hear the hate

Quit passing all of this hate,

She self made, i'm self made

When the club gets played

Dont care about the hate

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

No room for love, just consumed by hate

Dont care about the hate

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid