This is a song about "Drew fag"

Rideright back to the movies

Im drew brees the way i blow trees

I woulda done anything for my own

Pussy ass fag stop staring at your phone

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

Pointing the mag now you're running like a fag

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

'cause fab said he looked like a fag

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

When i set my bars on this frenzied fag

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

You big ass motherfuckin' fag!

Smashing glass pas' you fag and breaking bottles

That scary love, never get married love

And it seems that fag mcees hate facts.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps