This is a song about "Hate tyler"

U wreak of absurd hate

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

No room for love, just consumed by hate

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

With a heart full of hate

New york, va, dc, get paid

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

I took this line from tyler: feeling flyer than a bag of bees

Its the things that i hate

Im washin off another plate

Tyler was a teenager and had no goal

18 year sentence with no parole

Why so serious, tyler

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Like tyler creator oh shit black momba's back lyrical insomniac flow is high