This is a song about "One week they hate then they next they love"

What's the deal with the nets though

And then they started doing blow

But then they multiply

No more will we cry

Take my moms, move away

And that they love to se

They may not like it, but they ain’t gonna hate

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

They get one season poppin', at least he's being honest

They walk then i'mma jog, they job then i'mma sprint

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

I hate it when they card asians

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

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

I'm a real producer and you just a piano man

If they hate, let 'em hate, i drop ya whole clan