This is a song about "Death to men"

Young innocent black men have to stop and freeze,

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Fuckin call him a faggot, he's attracted to men

They will be in this game to the death

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

Don't sell out to any faction that make you billboards for the mad men

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

On family day, i'm made to play, 'till ignorant men fade away,

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

I'm sick of seeing ghetto-grown kids who nearly fight to death,

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

My fuckin second verse is over,being too small,rapping to death