This is a song about "Hate"

But it aint wrong, so why the hate

Talk sharp like a razor blade

Dont care about the hate

We both had dreams of being great

U wreak of absurd hate

New york, va, dc, get paid

Dont care about the hate

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

Ain't no reason to hate

Golly wolly i, still hear the hate

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

Fuck whoever said the rap game wasn't edible man

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