This is a song about "Hate"

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

// [you show me nothing but hate]

They fasting they won't leave me ate

Gotta push away all the cries and hate

With a heart full of hate

Who’s iller, i’ll wait

To all them haters that hate

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

He looks down on her, with no hate

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

I can tell you that this tape

Quit passing all of this hate,

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

Its the things that i hate

Ain't no reason to hate

I feel good, i look great