This is a song about "Fucking fagets"

When is it gonna fucking learn?

Guess i see it's my turn

Fucking assholes will go

Call me whatever joe

Place your fucking bets before i slice her fucking breasts

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

On this fucking world may be the fucking underworld

Its cold as shit in this booth

But we dont fucking loose,

To fucking serious,

Good kids make bad grown ups

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

Then you're fucking confused,