This is a song about "Brooms"

I'm the monster in the closet but i'm gay so i'm out

Mike, you think i'll mike out/ but i got you bank account, what do you doubt/

Was thrown into my closet, to make room for the chef.

But of course i was the main stress. might as well do less.

To destroy any little witch, who comes in my vision.

You call it freestyle,shit was perviously written