This is a song about "Homo sexual fat kid"

There's tension though, of the sexual kind

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind

Wippin out rhymes so sexual bitches yell shit ive been flashed,

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

Pack your back,go home,get the fuck out homo

See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Homo orgies, that some next level shit

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Homo you should realize that your rapping with the rap mayor

I swear to god i go in on these niggas no homo

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

It's like a whole sexual experience, i'm only the cum

Kickin' in the door, and i'm everybody problem

Back when i was jus a lil fat kid

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid