This is a song about "I hate aimee"

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

I hate bein' trollin' freakin' n fallin'. i hate you preachin' meanie and moanin'

911 and osama, i fight with love instead of hate,

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

Yeah, i think i'mma cop me that new estate

These chains are restraints from this cage that i hate,

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

If they hate, let 'em hate, i drop ya whole clan

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

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Its the things that i hate

New york, va, dc, get paid

Will somebody please show me how

Everything i was then, i hate now/