This is a song about "Hockey fags"

Im not afraid to kill cops or make fun of fags

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

You're more oj only puck you hear is in a hockey rink

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Beat those fags cause we cant stop

And i don't make no bed rock

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Killin' wack rappers, backstabbin' backpacker fags

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

My bars of wrath will smack you retarded fags

We should be going on raids, killing all fags

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Im dissing fags over

Life’s a bitch and i feel her