This is a song about "My hate for jews"

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Mine hate my soothing hysterics

That is what you will get for all of the hate

The proverbial lemonade that i made

We both had dreams of being great

No room for love, just consumed by hate

Let's face it, i can’t replace

My flow you hate the pace

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

I hate to rhyme a word twice, my soul was his for the taking,

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

In a world that prays for peace, all we preach is hate.

Raise my name, but i hate the fame

Things'll never be the same

I'm twitching explaining my hate in a basement

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust