This is a song about "I hate bulliez"

Since age eight i was filled with this venomous hate

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

I hate your fucking guts.

Or closed casket for our troubles

He went from moving that corner

How can i really hate her?

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'

City national bank evolve into shape

These chains are restraints from this cage that i hate,

Will somebody please show me how

Everything i was then, i hate now/

But he don't rule a thing

I hate the condescending