This is a song about "I hate you dad"

What can i say you gunna hate and use racial slang

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

I will leave you wrapped in a bag. after phone your dad,

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

When your talking about how you made it, i hate it

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

To be honest, i hate you, with a burning passion.

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

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

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

Raging hate, disgrace, i ain't graceful, if i'm mad at you,

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

I fucking hate you, listen to my rap while i rape you

Dad, it's so ridiculous, feeling silly i hit you up

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug