This is a song about "About a fag"

Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back

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

This 15 yr old fag has a son, are you kitten me?

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

Pointing the mag now you're running like a fag

You shouldn't have used my face for punching bag you fucking fag,

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

Beside her head of course, don't be a fag! this is becoming a gag/

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

‘cuz you’re acting like a motherfucking fag with daddy issues,

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

A sucker punch, it's weak to make fun of you because your a fag/

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

This is a war zone fag where you at this shit is baghdad

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab