This is a song about "Love hate depression bullies"

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

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

I love the money but i hate the cheese

Got tired of running from the police

As i light one for ill will

This love and hate are my arsenal,

From this pain and depression.

Catch you up on places i've been

Cause it's full of love and can teach hate

She self made, i'm self made

That the world's in great depression

First off congratulations on the win

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Its irony that haters love to hate me,