This is a song about "Hate the world s fake"

Well don't fake the music, cos i hate the sound

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

In a world that prays for peace, all we preach is hate.

The people in this world they don't love they hate

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

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

I'm about to dip/ this clique is too fake , just hate/

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

Its the things that i hate

Im still here but i can't skate

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

The world is a mest up place, with anger and hate