This is a song about "When it comes to hate"

Don't you hate it when you forget to wash your skin suit

With young kirko, and that h right on my belt loop

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

When it comes to hip hop i can't help but rejoice

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

Im the shit when it comes to the lyrics i spit,

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Im my biggest inspiration when it comes to hip hop

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

When it comes to race we often have the wrong mentality

When it comes to trying to hard for popularity you minutemen

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Not the best when it comes to comforting

But when it comes to honesty, why bother faking?

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying