This is a song about "Jillian johnson i hate you"

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

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

Magic johnson money but i ain't got no rims

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Where every recipient, property of the state

Got the flow that make you pussies hate, second date, i inflate

I hate everything that you stand for, it's fake

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

I don’t want nothing to do with you, i’m through with you

I hate people like you and all that you do

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

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

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

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

Im sorry, i know you hate when im high

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die