This is a song about "I hate bullshitters"

Golly wolly i, still hear the hate

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

Will somebody please show me how

Everything i was then, i hate now/

Modu, he's ready for whatever

And i hate the chilly weather

Your feedback ain't flexing

I hate the condescending

I hate it and i hate you,

Straight bad bitches i run, through

How can i really hate her?

Myself as a prominent figure