This is a song about "Gay rapers"

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Little gay-lookin boy

Because what you spit is gay,

For us to find our way

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Beat out all console space invader rapers

Okay, fucking with me nigga no way

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Eatting up weak rapers like its dinner

Its only for the real mc's not the gay,

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play

Little gay looking boy

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

When you see the instant replay