This is a song about "Love hate drugs sex pain pleasure"

No room for love, just consumed by hate

Low income no bills getting paid

If pain is more abundant than love, then all we know is pain

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

But theres one thin line between love and hate

The proverbial lemonade that i made

I'm playing cody, smoking stogies, make the rhythm better

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

A depressed mess accepting empty sex and left bereft of love expressed

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

Cause it's full of love and can teach hate

I hate my design but roll with the love

Waging war for yearsthe crack game wasn't big enough

But i do quite well with all the bait

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