How can you love something and hate it at the same damn time

Like how I love to act a fool but would hate to read lines

Or how I love the skin I’m in but the when it itches

And I love independent women but I really hate bitches

I love being black in America but hate being called “nigger”

And I love or right to bear arms but would hate to pull a trigger

You know I hate working it I sure do love to get paid

Ad I hate being fucked with but I love to get laid

Or like how I hate my mentality but love my beautiful mind

I love being called an asshole but hate not being called kind

You know I hate for my lady to leave but love watching her from behind

And I really hate myself for writing this but love that it rhymes

We’re all asking contradictions, reneging in the game of life

But that two-sidedness helps us deal with struggle and strife

I guess the reason for this could be the duality of man

Peace and love on one side, born to kill on the other hand