This is a song about "Calling me a fanny behind my back"

Was calling me a retard

February cold as my heart

Rocking my peers and putting suckas in fear

But for now people calling me a faggot or queer/

You wasted my rhyming replying back to me without a comeback

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

Looking like the resurrection of mahatma gandhi with my crew behind me

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Spit, spit, spittin calling me a liar,

They keep calling me a dog,and i keep getting sock

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

Which is right out back behind my mansion

What up girl, tell me how you been

Celebrate the very day that she get past

Talking shit behind my back will get you smacked