This is a song about "Fuckin faggots"

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

My flows too sick, you rip out faggots heart

You faggots don’t have the mind capacity

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

I make fun of faggots, nerds and fatties

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

I'll manhandle you faggots faster then most