This is a song about "I hate isis"

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

Its the things that i hate

Going broke, no sir

I hate you and your mother,

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

Those moments are priceless, precious like ices jewels i treasure rebirth me isis

I hate hearin other rappers thinkin they macho

Wanted to jump the gun but ain't know it was loaded though

I hate it and i hate you,

I'm tryna learn somethin new

Its four now, the clubs over

I hate being sober

I hate how people bring up your past/

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped