This is a song about "Faggots weed"

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

We forever be real, we'll never fold

I'll manhandle you faggots faster then most

Up parents, faggots and the feminists

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Faggots in the alleys getting attacked

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Those faggots won the gay off

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

To push this faggots cork back

Try to jack and i will attack