This is a song about "Faggots braden"

To push this faggots cork back

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

You faggots don’t have the mind capacity

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

These faggots lacking intelligence, and they overzealous,

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

I'll manhandle you faggots faster then most

And i drop top off in a hot cold

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

Listen witness beatin flinchin faggots up into submission