This is a song about "Drew fag"

I'm everything that they call nice

Fucks i give? big easy, drew brees

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

Pussy ass fag stop staring at your phone

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Luckily i crushed that "fag" reputation three girlfriends later,

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

You eat a dick like a fag on bath salts

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

When i set my bars on this frenzied fag

David hit the pavement with this grapple rap

Pointing the mag now you're running like a fag

Maybe ma style kinda bad fag and whack

Luxury life, results living bad

And drew up a blue image of the day she died

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right