This is a song about "Leah hates rhydian"

But now my target's you. a best friend who hates my relation

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

Death hates the livin so the livins getting lynched

No one hates you they think your a great dude

Pockets probably like fried food

No one really hates it

Pass that, catch back, fast that

Fuck anybody that hates the show, if you hate than just go

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Because the system really hates us, out or lives it tugs,

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

Your family hates you cuz you're a prick, you ain't slick,