This is a song about "Briar is a faggot"

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

That means you're jus a straight up faggot

A quick-witted sick figgit, faggot whatever

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

But most of the time

Faggot you wont have a sign

She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke

Smack ya with staggered ladder, faggot, attach ya to a rope

Like a faggot pull the trigger leave my brain splattered

Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb

Killed a man cuz he thought he was faggot

All black everthing on some jigga shit

I'm stabbing any blogging faggot hipster with a pitchfork

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

Establishment is faggot shit, i'm snapping all the rules he wrote

My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat