This is a song about "How gay deacon and josh are"

And decay into the waste of gay mc's that play today/

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Funny how my niggas are obsessed with money, whips, and chains,

Of an odyssey, i’m a block away

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

My territory you're making elvis turn gay, hey! and i'm not afraid

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Ironic how heart, and an instrumental are vital

Are you into one direction and gay porn photographs?

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

How my writtens are invigorating,

And getting money is the song i sing