This is a song about "I hate mom"

Everyday i hate, i loath,

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

I always lived without my mom but i know she loves me

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Its the things that i hate

J. cole runnin' late

Golly wolly i, still hear the hate

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

You got to have your game tight

Hate me so i can wright,

Fuck swag, nigga i got ambition

Aw, mom, please, i promise i won't bring her in/