This is a song about "Homos"

Hopefully you lil' homos get over your fears and phobias

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Could you speak up and stop mu-mumbling, i don't think you came in clear

But unlucky me, all the homos still thought that i was queer,

Who got mass appeal,and have homos like you for meal

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

You other rappers just homos, i’ve been trying to live life on that low low

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

Today i feel i'm still picking homos out my nonexistent beard,

You bunch of homos so you on that girly skinny jeans, but i don't dig it

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket