This is a song about "Homo thugs"

Probably looked like a really ugly homo cow

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

‘cuz people still remember thugs killing tupac,

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Forty mental slugs for these corny gental thugs

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

Curtains down,go home,end of your homo show

The dangerous imagery of ghetto thugs, heavy drugs,

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

While these thugs outside let the chamber push,

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Could become somethin’ great, but would rather beat thugs,

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups