This is a song about "A faggot named dylan"

Faggot you wont have a sign

Baby you so fine

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Killed a man cuz he thought he was faggot

By a crackhead named june

I'm not moving like a cartoon

I'm like the man on mars; i'm high as hell

Learned to hustle from a guy named mel

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

There used to be a guy named undertaker

I got a friend named chris rent

Thought we’d be together ’till the end