This is a song about "Hobo hate"

Low income no bills getting paid

And these lames will forever hate/

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

I run and rub my crotch upon an old hobo

Give me dome, then let me skate

Gotta push away all the cries and hate

Why do people have to hate

H2o flow and i don't hold gate

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

Ain't no reason to hate

Why do people have to hate

Talk sharp like a razor blade

Its the things that i hate

We both had dreams of being great

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

U wreak of absurd hate