This is a song about "How i hate you"

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

Dont see how you can hate from my side of the club

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

Realest shit i ever wrote and recorded so far if you love it like it if you hate

The realism i see inside you is fake / (so you hate)

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

I hate people like you and all that you do

I regret how i treated you

I gotta tell you that my love is true

When your talking about how you made it, i hate it

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

But honestly i hate how they spend no time with us

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Your mother should have swallowed you your a disgrace, you the things that i hate

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate