This is a song about "I hate the islamists"

Raise my name, but i hate the fame

I'll never call you bitch again

I hate being in court, looking at the attorney

And all women who had light features, see

They fasting they won't leave me ate

Golly wolly i, still hear the hate

I hate police so im saving the street!

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

I hate the condescending

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Ride him all around, when he hits the ground

Well don't fake the music, cos i hate the sound

I dont sweat the hate, my sickness is ridiculous

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus