This is a song about "Gas pedal hate not afraid"

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

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

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Im not afraid to kill cops or make fun of fags

But that's not your style that's why i say i hate you

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

Tryin to push the metal pedal

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

So hate the rap arena not these dope songs i'm making

I ain't trying to bitch, but they say that i'm hating

They may not like it, but they ain’t gonna hate

Our vision never changed, we self made

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

Act fact, hourglass, pedal to the floor, step on the gas

It's okay to hate the game long as you not player hating

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing