This is a song about "Hate snitches"

South beach fountain blue

I hate it and i hate you,

Shitto me that shit sound delicious

And snitches be getting hunted like some witches

// [you show me nothing but hate]

Im washin off another plate

Quit passing all of this hate,

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

I condone violence an force silence amoung bitchers an snitches pop un the head like there blisters

Call me bobby ray, but it’s not two names

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

Some niggas ain't got no luck

Fake young snitches that call us up

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

To all them haters that hate