This is a song about "Jack is gay and he is a stripper and he likes dick in his arse"

And saying that a man's lips is cursed if he kissed it,

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Is he gay? is he straight? does that boy wear name brands?

But my ex is so gay i think he bought a purse

There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

And what the fuck's he doing, is he crazy

Shit grand like a muh-fucking bass load

It's in his coat, and this is what he wrote

Something like rihanna while i’m up in that vagina

The shit he envisions and this is his vengeance for the

Or did he marry his cousin , i don't know but pussy is pussy and i get pussy

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

N one's buddy he is a killer and grim he won't blink n would fuck u di-rect

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed