This is a song about "I hate my tacher"

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

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

Right so i could neva be like my fatha but damn i hate that nigga. i followed the

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

I like my friends imaginary with no names

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

Maybe i lack the fortitude to try to court you

Hate when i can't date you but i also need my space too

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

I hate it and i hate you,

Raise my name, but i hate the fame

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

So i feel hate in my heart

No wonder why when times get hard

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

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