This is a song about "Homos gay faggots"

I just write that right by a mic stand

Faggots in the alleys getting attacked

Those faggots won the gay off

And i can't help but stare, cause

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

He’s comin', that's what these hoes say

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

Because what you spit is gay,

Just to go to liv on a sunday

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

Figure this out, the king of the south, i'm poppin' bones from shotgun homes,

Yeah, broken ass bones, and shattered hearts, faggots follow faggots like theyr fuckin clones,