This is a song about "Love hate depression bullies"

These cops is bad boys, baby just like puff

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

Well baby bot there ain't no question

From this pain and depression.

Its irony that haters love to hate me,

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

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

No room for love, just consumed by hate

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Thinkin' 'bout the bullies and the hate they misdirect,

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

And god himself, bringing in the love and taking away the hate

Lets come up to my city

Dont love, just hate on me