This is a song about "Back off fag"

Pop back ya cap, name officially off the map

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

Break off a whole brick they blast back but i won't stop

So take the stage just show me what you got

One hundred and eighty three life sentences ill be back once off

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

Well that's not happening captain

Back-flips off the edge of the grand canyon

Dammit he's back to get smacked off my track,

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

In your grave back off of me muthafucka you better behave otherwise i'll

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit

Dont back off, come on and get bit

You big ass motherfuckin' fag!

Where the black girls get their weaves back