This is a song about "Hate nysee"

Let em marinate, you forever late

Why we keep responding and the same hate

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

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

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

You bitches just spit so much hate

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

Feelin great never got time to hate

U wreak of absurd hate

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

Quit passing all of this hate,

Give me dome, then let me skate

No room for love, just consumed by hate

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed