This is a song about "Flippin and shippin and whipping and calvin is gay"

My territory you're making elvis turn gay, hey! and i'm not afraid

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

Ain't got love for actor suckers and gay lover

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

Life's based upon what i'mma do today

And we'd laugh at the time id never think your gay

Whipping up win after win easier than it is to sin

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

And seen her spread across the bed naked watchin' gay porn

Want you all to listen so i rap it in election form

In an ashtray, you mean the ones that you shag and thats gay so i'll leave

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

Go cali,you and arnold,the mayor can make a gay pair

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

No chatter, turn ya behind, and flippin ya bladder