This is a song about "I hate london"

So i feel hate in my heart

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

I hate police so im saving the street!

I hate the condescending

And this will be the song that we sing

Everyday i hate, i loath,

Here they keep a rachet close

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

I hate the condescending

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

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

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

Got patron sippin' in my cup, hey, where's your man