This is a song about "Hate to another guy"

Do you wish upon a shooting star to make it as a rapper or to be fucked by another guy,

Homies died in my arms, with his brains hangin', fucked up!i had to tell him it was alright, and that's a lie

These haters hope i hurry up and die

Fuck this shit its scary its time to go fly, guy

Want to make another collab together/

Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

Going school try to be the nice guy.

Learned to hustle from a guy named mel

Got four underneath the old-school as well

And i ain't frontin for her

To be the first guy ever

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

I can't undo what i said i can't see you with another guy cuz everything in my

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

I'll take everybody,i'll kill yeezy no hate,but im done being the nice guy