This is a song about "Dylans a fag"

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Cause fab said he looked like a fag at mayweather's pad

When i set my bars on this frenzied fag

Luxury life, results living bad

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

And when you say your going for a fag break you don't the ones you tap

Pointing the mag now you're running like a fag

And that maybach, let me take em way back

This is a war zone fag where you at this shit is baghdad

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

Two reflections into one

Fuck the system diss him fag listen

It says aeke is a mad fag-got, bitches

Destined to win, get respect where i live