This is a song about "Hate"

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

Ain't no reason to hate

Straight bad bitches i run, through

I hate it and i hate you,

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

Why do people have to hate

And these lames will forever hate/

But i do quite well with all the bait

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

No room for love, just consumed by hate

And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam

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