This is a song about "Homos"

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

Don't shed a tear, cause mama i ain't happy here

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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

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

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

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

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

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Hopefully you lil' homos get over your fears and phobias

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

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