This is a song about "I i hate every thing about you"

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

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

But what you deny is that i am the true thing

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I rap about death hate and even fear, i just want to confess create lookin in the mirror,

And i bet you all them letters in your mailbox waiting

Answering questions about every little thing,

I don't really see a thing in you

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

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

The only thing i care about in a verse is meaning/

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

You know the one thing i notice about critics man?

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan