This is a song about "I hate niggers"

I think that she knows

Everyday i hate, i loath,

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

I’m way harder than the concrete

I hate police so im saving the street!

I hate it when they card asians

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

I hate bein' trollin' freakin' n fallin'. i hate you preachin' meanie and moanin'

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Even though the sky is turning green,i hate losin' n i hate crying in

Give me dome, then let me skate

Its the things that i hate