This is a song about "I hate young thung"

I hate it and i hate you,

I call em up, they might fall through

New york, va, dc, get paid

Its the things that i hate

I hate your fucking guts.

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Fucking with a motherfucking mind

I was young and running wild,

The glare makes me hard to find

I was young and running wild,

A young one that shows bravery i see

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

On my family’s hate for the young boy they raised.

Said i'm just tryna do this quick like make haste