This is a song about "Gay guns and rainbow bullets"

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

"nigga, you fucking gay as hell, and nobody likes you",

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Are you into one direction and gay porn photographs?

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

You better pray to jesus once i go and feed you bullets

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

And even when you crabby, obey all seasons

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Dead man beside em and he takes his guns and mags

I reach for my piece and bullets flew

No disrespect, but motherfuck you