This is a song about "I hate bullshitters"

I hate your fucking guts.

As she goes through the levels

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Everyday i hate, i loath,

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

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

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

I hate you and your mother,

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

Even though the sky is turning green,i hate losin' n i hate crying in

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

Its the things that i hate