This is a song about "Devon the homo"

Real recognize real, you need some id to be noticed though

Bitch you thought you're a rap sumo but you're a rap ho-mo,

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Slit sparks with a razor, hooked up to a taser, so as im slicing her i can tase her

Pause that no homo it's figurative, imperative disclaimer say it in a declaimer manner

I swear to god i go in on these niggas no homo

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

No i'm not a homo, grab a dictionary

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Coroners comfort your mama

I bring the heat like the