This is a song about "Hatred on the low"

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

Just to attain the freedom status to everyone with hatred

Your generativity is on the low, your creativity would never show

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

On a low note who knows the path to fame,

Wale and we are not the same

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

Dont you dare gimme the hatred look in your eye

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

If you ain't with it then you better stay on the low