This is a song about "Hay fag i mma kill you"

Before i hit the hay.

But keep them cigarettes away

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Luckily i crushed that "fag" reputation three girlfriends later,

Should know i'm winnin that chanel fitted cap

Ya i ain't black but also i ain't fag

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night

I kill you with this beat, commit a homicide

And you just watching as i kill time

If i had on 'bama line

Even if you kill me, i do rebirth.

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

I'm done kiss my ass take out the trash you rap fag

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

You eat a dick like a fag on bath salts