This is a song about "Purest strain of hate"

Let's pretend he never was the victim of racial hate,

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

Cause it's full of love and can teach hate

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

No rest for the wicked, or the clean purest of sons

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Fury freights work of hate onto jury's wait

Our vision never changed, we self made

Haha lots of hate, chloe

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

The first date was great and not full of anger and hate

City national bank evolve into shape

My heart must of been opted to perform only pure hate,

And i could see you coming home after work late

If show weakness towards the slightest bit of hate

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid