This is a song about "Do you even lift faggot"

Some jack you for your wallet with guns, like "where's it at faggot?"

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

You can't stop me faggot, our skills aren't even matching,

Even if you kill me, i do rebirth.

When they try to teach us, we be in the bleachers

Fuck tracks,im spitting over the top,you faggot

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Have a party at my funeral

And'll lift you up, like the pants on urkel

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

Well i'll use terms that you understand, you are such a faggot

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me

It's obvious i'm crazy

You faggot just pretending to be