This is a song about "Hate"

Guess i'm self made

U wreak of absurd hate

Let em marinate, you forever late

Not dissing anyone or showing hate

This is no place for hate

Cop a car, new estate

I hate it and i hate you,

The boa know they loving the crew

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

Why do people have to hate

Quit passing all of this hate,

J. cole runnin' late

And these lames will forever hate/

Our vision never changed, we self made