This is a song about "I hate mr billing"

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Mr. piggy, ya fat monster, i think you've fallen in the wrong trap

How simple they are

How can i really hate her?

Totin/ semi automatics i blow apart the demographic and stretch it to shreds like mr. fantastic

But at times unnessecary, i'm gettin worriedteardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic

Its the things that i hate

I feel good, i look great

Fuck her screamin i hate cha

Kicks new, my denim, raw

Golly wolly i, still hear the hate

Yeah, i think i'mma cop me that new estate

I hate it and i hate you,

I'm here tryin' to pull you through