This is a song about "Heart of hate"

Here the dealers of hate await

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

If show weakness towards the slightest bit of hate

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

A filthy cesspool of anger, hate and regrets

U wreak of absurd hate

Who’s iller, i’ll wait

Because right now i'm a walking pile of hate,

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

They asking me to eliminate some of the women hate

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

You reflect in this heart of mine

Until the end of time

Of a woman with a broken heart.

Right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard