This is a song about "Love hate depression bullies"

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

But theres one thin line between love and hate

Catch you up on places i've been

Suicide depression,

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

I wanted the money and never the fame

I hate my design but roll with the love

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

The people in this world they don't love they hate

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Skill pays the bills, love rap hate them pills,

I love the money but i hate the cheese

Got tired of running from the police

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

My father i will always love/ i was a damn kid , i hate my mother