This is a song about "I hate this generation"

I hate this fake ass smile on my face

This is no trial, this a closed case

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

In this segregated town, and see i find that hate degrading,

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Cause i hate fakes, y'all are raping this motherfucking hip hop shit

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

And i'm not kidding when i say this generation is fucked,

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

This generation of rappers well you easily fit in.

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

Was gonna diss myself cause i hate this shit

These chains are restraints from this cage that i hate,

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

These chains are restraints from this cage that i hate,

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate