This is a song about "I hate niggers"

So i feel hate in my heart

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

I'm after you bringing traffic through

I hate it and i hate you,

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

911 and osama, i fight with love instead of hate,

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

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Golly wolly i, still hear the hate

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

But you done got thick on a nigga, god damn

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

I hate the condescending

Don't want to be the king