This is a song about "I hate my tacher"

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

Well my name is chief-o biggest one eva. i fuckin hate mormon.

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

Is this just a phase i hate the way, it tingle's all around inside my brain

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

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

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

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

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

And just because my fate that i hate making enemies

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

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

I fucking hate you, listen to my rap while i rape you

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

Let's face it, i can’t replace

I hate this fake ass smile on my face