This is a song about "I hate wal mart"

I hate being sober

That's what rains for

The realism i see inside you is fake / (so you hate)

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

Call me bobby ray, but it’s not two names

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

With these macs i've got a bad habit

Your hairstyle is bad, and i hate it

Don't want to be the king

I hate the condescending

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

Supposed to get the cake at the mart

Will somebody please show me how

Everything i was then, i hate now/