This is a song about "I hate muslims"

I hate you and your mother,

Said when i do dirt wit her

Or closed casket for our troubles

I hate your fucking guts.

These chains are restraints from this cage that i hate,

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Jews killed, christians convert, and muslims are extreme

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

And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam

Im controlling the air, like a gentry decision

Calling muslims terrorist for something that you begun

Lying is the shit in which i most hate!

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape