This is a song about "I hate hookers"

I hate the condescending

Get off a key like i can’t sing

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

Where every recipient, property of the state

We're made for each other

I hate you and your mother,

But shawty know i'm a rapper

How can i really hate her?

If they hate, let 'em hate, i drop ya whole clan

Hold up now don’t get it twisted if you slang do your thang

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

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains