This is a song about "The guy i hate"

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

After i axed the guy who asked why my rappin' sucks.

Golly wolly i, still hear the hate

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

I hate police so im saving the street!

Raise my name, but i hate the fame

Floor seats at that wizards game

Can't land little roller, i be keeping the fly

So, i give these rappers bars, like the remy mensing guy

Turned into the good guy

I be ballin, they wonder why

Im a nice guy with a spice of hate just for lunch

To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much

I hate all yall, i hate law and hate the great lakes

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes