This is a song about "How you hate him"

You bitches just spit so much hate

Taking my time, let me levitate

How can i really hate her?

Omo niaja get em' higher

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

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

Slow and steady wins this race

My flow you hate the pace

Smoke a blunt with him remanissin bout how well he know me

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

And how he gave him ass play, all day, every day

Only thing he has is his music, pac in his ear telling him "they finna hate"

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

Tell her we got big dicks, how 'bout him, you, and me