This is a song about "Hate"

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

And these lames will forever hate/

Not dissing anyone or showing hate

The proverbial lemonade that i made

I let her decorate the real estate

Why we keep responding and the same hate

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

Dont care about the hate

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

We on a world tour, wale your man

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

Cause haters gonna hate

I feel good, i look great

Why do people have to hate

U wreak of absurd hate

They fasting they won't leave me ate