This is a song about "Jenna hate"

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

You think hate gonna inflict pain

// [you show me nothing but hate]

The proverbial lemonade that i made

Low income no bills getting paid

Not dissing anyone or showing hate

Dont love, just hate on me

Hopin' that my niggas see

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Gotta push away all the cries and hate

And these lames will forever hate/

I can tell you that this tape

But it aint wrong, so why the hate

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

And i come through your window just like i'm hustle man

If they hate, let 'em hate, i drop ya whole clan