This is a song about "I hate your attitude"

And there's little to be glad for

I hate you and your mother,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

That's your sister, gf, wifey, if you found out i bet you'd hate me

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

That's your sister, gf, wifey, if you found out i bet you'd hate me

Sorry if i got a cocky attitude

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

I would hate for you to be stranded at the laundry mat, i got your back

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

I hate your whole demeanor, here to end you for good like i'm the grim reaper.