This is a song about "How you hate him"

I hate you and your mother,

We fuckin' it up this summer

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

You think hate gonna inflict pain

Lamenting how life's new leaves led him to the penitent box

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

// [you show me nothing but hate]

The proverbial lemonade that i made

Mj or michael jackson whatever you call him

Now they fallin off like nutso on above the rim

Say how much i hate everyone, and then you'll know its me?

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Caught in a maze

My flow you hate the pace