This is a song about "Faggot shit"

A taste of my acids kid, i’ll never be on that faggot shit,

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

He storms to his computer room and, types that you're a faggot.

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

Then play you all my latest shit

Worn by a queen or a faggot

Enjoy your carrot as you stuck it up your ass, fuckin faggot

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

They'd probably find me in the woods hanging from a rope

Establishment is faggot shit, i'm snapping all the rules he wrote

It was just another party

Faggot shouldn't have joined me

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Introducing the half faggot back packer

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

Ill be happy to battle the faggot