This is a song about "I hate wolf"

Fuck her screamin i hate cha

Is written in our souls, africa

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Break a bat, where’s the wolf?

When we not in summer

I hate you and your mother,

I hate the condescending

There ain't no telling

And i hate the chilly weather

Big serg, we ready for whatever

Don't fuck around and make it true

I hate it and i hate you,

Will somebody please show me how

Everything i was then, i hate now/

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