This is a song about "Gay fags"

Until i started to lose my way

Because what you spit is gay,

Im not afraid to kill cops or make fun of fags

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

What is hittin' for

Im dissing fags over

We should be going on raids, killing all fags

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

Little gay looking boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

How i think about you every day

Little gay lookin' boy

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy