This is a song about "Hate to another guy"

Ever since then i had no job

Don't try to hate on dope

Your just another meal, another one i like to chew,

A shame i gotta put up with her shit just to get you

To all them haters that hate

Low income no bills getting paid

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Thinkin im the guy to beat

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

I can tell you that this tape

Ain't no reason to hate

Why do people have to hate

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

There used to be a guy named undertaker

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her