This is a song about "I hate you paul"

Hate is what you release, and thats what i feed

I can always go home and look down my street

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

But if i lose you now i'll replace love with hate

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

I hate it and i hate you,

What preceded was the clue

Paul mason is faster than you

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

I hate you queers and some drags

Ya'll wife and white knight her

I hate you and your mother,

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

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

But that's not your style that's why i say i hate you