This is a song about "Fat dyke"

Follow the irony, dick van dyke,to get use to lifeline,

And all that time with your friends put my momentum on decline

And they don't look like a fucking puerto rican slutty dyke!

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side

Ya u seems strong as a dyke,

I can smell it when i go outside

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Staple ya hands to ya face and make a dyke give you anal

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

Undress a dyke, i might fuck a les' tonight

I got the best you fucking dyke jew

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

I'll do a fat line and spit some fat rhymes

We will never die, we are forever alive

I shall entrap, your ass, its fat

The real muscle in the message of that