This is a song about "Why they hate me"

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Loopy, asking 'why didn't they choose me?' and started shooting in pain

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

Understand why so many american's hate a language

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Why hate on beezy's tracks?

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Why do some hate, at least most appreciate

These basic bitches say they hate me but they be singing my song.

So now i say goodbye to the old me, it's already gone

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

They ain't heard me yet, that's why they sound like fuckin' owls/

It's no longer a new jack city

Why are they creeping up under me

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Why do some hate, at least most appreciate