This is a song about "I hate blood"

In a red bugatti, lookin' like i claim blood

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Everyday i hate, i loath,

Ain't no women at the shows

Who’s iller, i’ll wait

Its the things that i hate

I hate you and your mother,

I'm gettin discouraged with her

And there's little to be glad for

And i hate the chilly weather

I was born to do the damn thing

I hate the condescending