This is a song about "The hated"

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

She said the nigga she hated

But still i'm constantly being hated,

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Through the barbed wire

They just hated my style,

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

Got a body full of bullet holes laying here naked

Was was being real with everybody but yet was still hated

But still feels hated and deflated

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Plus the city is mostly black so it's forever hated,