This is a song about "I hate jobandeep"

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

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

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

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

I hate bein' trollin' freakin' n fallin'. i hate you preachin' meanie and moanin'

Since age eight i was filled with this venomous hate

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

You feel it from your head to your toes

Everyday i hate, i loath,

As she goes through the levels

I hate your fucking guts.