This is a song about "A fag named addy"

Maybe i'll have a wife, and a beautiful boy named brady/

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

With a fag dont know to act

Just lay back, get your face slapped

Cause fab said he looked like a fag at mayweather’s pad

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

Few clowns was hatin', moved my pounds to dayton

Hot like spain, run by a guy named satan

Make a swag fag keel over when they know there rhymes lag/

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

Set fire to a fag tryna lick my nut sack,

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black