This is a song about "Spite"

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight

They do this in spite, whether its black on black or white on white

Now move back over here to the right

Leaving them to die in spite

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

Cerebral peeve, cause yall to leave out of spite

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

You left us, the ones you love and the ones with spite/

My life was the slightest haze in spite of the life they made

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

Hack that with an ax tie you to a pole light light that in spite of that i'm vulgar

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

Couldn't give a dead rat's ass, you treat it with spite, or besiege

Rollin with my d-o-gs i'm chiefin on some long beach