This is a song about "Hate"

He looks down on her, with no hate

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

The proverbial lemonade that i made

// [you show me nothing but hate]

Quit passing all of this hate,

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

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

To all them haters that hate

Golly wolly i, still hear the hate

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Feelin great never got time to hate

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Who’s iller, i’ll wait

Ain't no reason to hate