This is a song about "Faggit"

You whack faggit, your rhymes are shittier than your dads condoms, line you up like columns,

Leave rappers running.as they run i zoom at em spurting lyrical toxins

Awoke/ in a backwards world, heart panicked

Talk them threats, damn it and you'll end up a dead faggit!

You faggit, i can only wonder who your father is,

Yo. i don't know anything more to say so ill end this with