This is a song about "Gay white men"

Nastiest over-limit went men

Bet i get like 8 of them

Momma can't help her, but it hurts to hear her callingbrenda wants to run away

It wasn't set up that way,they want us to fight each other,white black straight or half gay

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Little gay looking boy

But i ain't get to see you today

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

And i ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

We tie dynamite to the rhino type

Flow is china white, skin is diamond white,

Praying to gods the white men made, it's from the last invasion,

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son