This is a song about "Hating niggers"

I just want somebody i can see

While you stay hating yourself inwardly.

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

Backyard for the tadpoles, shutters for hating assholes,

But he don't rule a thing

Got niggas that be hating

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

For every niggers who died protesting through the streets

Radio the cops and tell them to stop hating

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

This goes out to anybody still hating

You know that love is a very serious thing

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

This song to retaliate this discrimination of fakes who are hating

Keep hating cause it keeps fueling

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing