This is a song about "Hate peaple"

Talk sharp like a razor blade

To all them haters that hate

And these lames will forever hate/

Let em marinate, you forever late

They fasting they won't leave me ate

This is no place for hate

But it aint wrong, so why the hate

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

I feel good, i look great

Cause haters gonna hate

Not dissing anyone or showing hate

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

I hate it and i hate you,

Swear i'm trying to get through