This is a song about "Hatred on the low"

Dont you dare gimme the hatred look in your eye

If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high

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

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

Reserve on the low low, haters disappeared and i ask where they go though.

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

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

She's a freak on the low but keeps it lady like don't swallow semen.

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run