This is a song about "Jack goggins being a faggot"

Broke back brothers, you a faggot ass brother

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Candies in my pocket, i see you niggas on easter

Predicting a storm, remember jack the cat? nah? good, me neither/

Worn by a queen or a faggot

But i remain the good kid

But for now people calling me a faggot or queer/

I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear

Picture a place that they exist, together

A quick-witted sick figgit, faggot whatever

I eat you like a afternoon snack, and i pour in the side glass some jack/

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

A tisket a tasket your such a fucking faggot

Moms really getting mad when i call you that