This is a song about "I hate my lufe"

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

I hate you punk, in my mind you suck

My waist with an abused hate with an amused state i should have refused grace

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

When you're hearing i my lines, i know you hate them

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

I hate my design but roll with the love

Haters hate and i wave my hand like i'm fucking imperious

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

So much shit on my mind i fucking hate it

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Mine hate my soothing hysterics

But wait... hate is a strong word, so i rephrase my debate,

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take