This is a song about "Fighting homos"

"man, why do you keep trying why the fuck are you fighting"

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Fighting chumps fighting like spartans

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

You bunch of homos so you on that girly skinny jeans, but i don't dig it

And all my childhood memories

Fighting vicious like please

Get loose like a jew when i do rhyming

Mark my words, better die off fighting/

Hopefully you lil' homos get over your fears and phobias

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Rideright back to the movies

Fighting vicious like please

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Us fighting and breaking the vow forever