This is a song about "Hatred to jordan"

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Made it to the dream team like micheal jordan

Just to attain the freedom status to everyone with hatred

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

It's useless see, nobody listens to the hatred you spew

Ya family will be missin you, theres a kiss for you

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Portraits of self hatred painted to worship

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

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

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

I like my girls skinny with brains

Its slain, got hatred in my veins

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

Once you successful they relentlessly givin you hatred