This is a song about "Coolio is a fag"

Every fag is on the hit list

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

I told you bitches thats how it is i aint no fag

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

Set fire to a fag tryna lick my nut sack,

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

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

Top dropped down, black on black

You big ass motherfuckin' fag!

'cause fab said he looked like a fag at maywhether's pad

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

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

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back