This is a song about "I hate gayd"

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Since age eight i was filled with this venomous hate

Quickly moved to chi-town, a place that i grew to hate

I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

I hate all yall, i hate law and hate the great lakes

Give me dome, then let me skate

Golly wolly i, still hear the hate

I hate your fucking guts.

As she goes through the levels

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

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

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