This is a song about "Faggots douchebags"

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Fuck all you faggots your not gangstas your just wannabees.

You hungry faggots eat my rhymes, when i throw a rhyme.

Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time

Faggots in the alleys getting attacked

To get them niggas while they laid back

Listen witness beatin flinchin faggots up into submission

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

Right flows down and they might go nice

I make fun of faggots, nerds and fatties

And i'll be rich if i get another diss

Up parents, faggots and the feminists