This is a song about "I hate stuff"

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

Tricks keep the stuff and hate creeps

$100 measles man, issue me with ego man

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

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

I opened my drawer today and it had all her stuff.

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

I promised you to not tell anybody about your stuff

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

I hate all yall, i hate law and hate the great lakes

Everyday i hate, i loath,

This is love, nothing else close

Wish i could stuff all you

What preceded was the clue