This is a song about "I hate niggas"

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

Killa! this the ghetto soap opera right here man

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Every nigga prolly' hate, tell them niggas get a life

And while i’m in your mother

How can i really hate her?

She self made, i'm self made

Its the things that i hate

I hate you and your mother,

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

And i hate the chilly weather