This is a song about "I hate myself for losing u"

Harlem shake? nah, i'm in harlem shaking awake

I hate everything that you stand for, it's fake

Once as a slave who imagined being free

For shootin' done to you or we're losing' money

You hate on me so i defend myself which translates into me strangling you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

But i'm better than u n dnt wanna b the same as u i fukn hate u

This is no place for hate

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

Never stood up for myself

I can taste the salt from my tears

Well hello nigga....i was waiting for u...

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

It's really not an issue

Me myself i and i o u