This is a song about "I fucking hate that girl"

I hate that i feel bad when u dont reply

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

I hate everything that you stand for, it's fake

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

A fly nigga, i keep having the gravity grievous

Haters hate and i wave my hand like i'm fucking imperious

Its the things that i hate

Give me dome, then let me skate

Hatters gonna hate, and that is why i elevate

Let em marinate, you forever late

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

In this segregated town, and see i find that hate degrading,

But i do quite well with all the bait

These chains are restraints from this cage that i hate,

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

Quickly moved to chi-town, a place that i grew to hate