This is a song about "Gavin bailey"

You showed me to the door

So tell me why are we at war

Arrived at the place, my friends over by the gate

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

While a sit on the fence, hence the reason why i'm tense

Ima go until my arm's sore

Saw somethin happenn next door

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

To burn this fucking court to the floor.