This is a song about "Hate rid"

So, i just need someone to talk to, kinda rushed

Thats why i'm a crip, rid the world of unjust

Hardly parted or separated, we stayed faded

Something of which she never be rid.

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

I get rid of any reasons to exist, starts pissed

But i let off everything i have

So get rid of the drugs and get low and hash

If we are to rid the world of modern slavery

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

But once i got rid it was all gravy,

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

To rid of the population further more so they could pass us

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

Your trying get ladies i'm trying to get rid of em,

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again