This is a song about "Hateful"

You better choose between your hand and hateful disposition.

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

A shrouded cloaked confounded shadow protective hateful entity.

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Now you speaking my language

Pressing the hateful message

Baby, you're an angel

I quit, i will turn hateful

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

[darren is a gay friend, but he's cool, so don't write hateful comments]

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

Non dependent, was way too old, was angry and hateful, oh,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Y'all write hateful lyrics and put 'em in concerts working,