This is a song about "They hate my music"

I hope my music attracts

She do it with no hands

Young and dumb, or even old and stupid

I got my drink, i got my music

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

On my family’s hate for the young boy they raised.

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

*cough cough*, that's some potent shit oh there go police man

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

I blame the pollution of the mainstream music they viewing

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

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

So it's straight c4 from the thoughts i bring, bang

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

And support ‘em until they see that it’s just music,

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick