This is a song about "Hatred to jordan"

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

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Im like jordan in his prime i go soarin with these lines

Aiming it at a pig, charlotte's web is going to miss you

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

Portraits of self hatred painted to worship

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

Trayvon martin, jordan davis, rodney king, racist cop shit,

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

But you can call me hatred, or devastation

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

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