This is a song about "I hate everyone"

Low income no bills getting paid

Its the things that i hate

The more i ran the faster i dribbled passing everyone

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

Even if you hate me, everyone loves me so there's no where to run

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Like everyone saying “faggot” when i spit raps

You was hot for a season

Since then i did it too everyone

I write rhymes so tight brings everyone delight

Killa never let the drama slide

And last but not least please don't tell no one

I used to have a crush on everyone