This is a song about "Hatin on purpose"

People thought he's doing that on purpose

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Its actually rad but if you keep on hatin im not get sad

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

Hurting others purpose- and inadvertent- ly

And dont go hatin on this crap

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Hatin on me cause i been on my grind/

Baby, you don’t have to try to read my mind

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Does life have a meaning like a ceiling has purpose,

I got beef with you, keep the hindus hatin'

They label me a backpackin' nigga on fashion