This is a song about "I hate you paul"

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

She said hey paul im ready, when will you come get me, i said im on my way be there in a few,

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

But you really been hella late / ain't ever care i let em hate

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

My talent should take me places i've never been

You'd wish that you were dreamin when i reap and dispell hate

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Best foot forward, holla at your boy

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

So i thank you, but i hate #you, and if i had the chance id forsake you/

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

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

They dubaleing to me. bawo ni to my ladies

I hate the way you can do everything you please