This is a song about "Immigrants and faggots"

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss

Up parents, faggots and the feminists

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

And egos get flipped, and i make faggots history

About the-na-ture-of-the-world-to-day, the nature of the world today

But that's why i write and fight wit a mic despite what you faggots say

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Those faggots won the gay off

Bashin' blacks and trashin' "faggots" sadly will not go out of fashion

That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin

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

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