This is a song about "I hate acne"

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Niggas acting hood, breaking backs like acne

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

These chains are restraints from this cage that i hate,

Everyday i hate, i loath,

Guess i’m different than most

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Golly wolly i, still hear the hate

I'm stayin insane i hate to say

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

I hate you and your mother,

Took the van, went snatch her