This is a song about "Homos gay faggots"

You dick choking faggots probly stroking

Of opponents, witness what i'm showing

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

Yeah ain't that what the song say

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

Faggots be frontin' like gangsta, when they be fuckin' with thier gay folks.

But i got cousins overseas that come to me for better clothes

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Those faggots won the gay off

Faggots think that they deserve equal

Porn star head, she gon’ suck it like a sequel

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

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

I've been talkin' cheese, never gettin' rich, still got those overtones,

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