This is a song about "Hatred between friends"

Arguing into the night, hatred at the sight,

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

Got their claims and fame but were chased by hatred flames

"25 to life" and this hatred of mine

I'm like sorry ma, this not the time

Just to attain the freedom status to everyone with hatred

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

I told him, "don't submit to bigotry, the hatred it sparks",

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

A blatant case of weighted hatred,

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

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

War between poorness and richness

I can teach you all the sounds of love