This is a song about "Hatred"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

But you can call me hatred, or devastation

I wasted breath being in tight hatred, we're wasted

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

But now my rage and anger builds up with hatred

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred i had

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

Its slain, got hatred in my veins

I have no hatred, i'm not naming no names

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred i had

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Just to attain the freedom status to everyone with hatred

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit