This is a song about "Hate raps"

We getting money, you can face the facts

Like everyone saying “faggot” when i spit raps

And these lames will forever hate/

They fasting they won't leave me ate

And even worse my raps

But i’m praying in advance

Ain't no reason to hate

Low income no bills getting paid

She self made, i'm self made

This is no place for hate

I hate it and i hate you,

I'm after you bringing traffic through

An ability conversion of rhymes and raps

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

Its the things that i hate