This is a song about "Hate youl"

Not dissing anyone or showing hate

Play this shit while you contemplate

I can tell you that this tape

Why do people have to hate

But it aint wrong, so why the hate

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

Dj turn me up, ladies this your jam

If they hate, let 'em hate, i drop ya whole clan

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

Dont care about the hate

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Remember december youl be burning from ember tossed from my lyrical fire,

Gotta push away all the cries and hate

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

// [you show me nothing but hate]

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed