This is a song about "Gay fights"

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

I do it my way, mofuck' what ya'll say

In my life ive seen plenty of death and fights

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

I don't sprint just boost when i feel

To, whoever fights back, i'll be here,

So she used to get into fights

Been spending most our lives

Except the ones about my life, my strife, it's trife, knife fights,

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Skinny cracker, i don't get in many fights...

For a perfect mother’s day

Because what you spit is gay,

Lights out for fights, do it right

Working day or night