This is a song about "Love hate and circus clowns"

And these lames will forever hate/

Yeah, i think i'mma cop me that new estate

To half of clowns and fucking cows

My garage full of cars that bounce

Harder to escape the jail cells and bills

Skill pays the bills, love rap hate them pills,

I love and hate this world, this goes out to ma pops

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Realest shit i ever wrote and recorded so far if you love it like it if you hate

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

Hate drake, love jay and kanye, and blame wayne,

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

The first three words she read were "i hate love"

She call me daddy like a nigga puff