This is a song about "Dj is a fag"

I could finish a dj khaled-type roster

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Fuck the d.a is my m.o, i aint dj unk but im walking em out

I ain't dissin' you dog, i'm dismissin' you

I shit on you fag, with a giant poo

'cause fab said he looked like a fag

Ain't even tryna hold back

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

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

Sat down and had a fag but gagged as i had a cough

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

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

Pointing the mag now you're running like a fag

Beside her head of course, don't be a fag! this is becoming a gag/

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag