This is a song about "Ha gay"

No insulators to make you try to climb out as gladiators! (ha?)

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

It's hard to care about the poor with everything they're feeding ya,

You admit ya have to amire when i spit "shut it bitch you a liar!" ha!

Cause you didn’t play the game right

Ha bitch swerve cuz i just lied

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Ha i dare ya', i'm like the devil!

Slowly cut your voice box, so your screams will get quiet ha

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

Why i can't move away

Because what you spit is gay,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Eastenders ha ha try an murder me i'll just get a surgeon to perform surgery

Pocket racked up all big faces

// [ha! bitch you get (no love)]