This is a song about "Love turning into hatred then hatred turning into love"

All these 12 year old bros turning into hoes, its so bad i feel like calling the

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred that i had

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Rarely seein, barely breathin turning purple,

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred i had

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Bitch, i love music, it's formed into a relationship,

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred i had

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

In the mirror? i think im turning you into a lover.

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

To keep your flame burning, your world turning,