This is a song about "Jasons fag"

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

Pussy ass fag stop staring at your phone

You big ass motherfuckin' fag!

There's crack, there's crack

You shouldn't have used my face for punching bag you fucking fag,

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

Foamposite max like i'm out of wake forest

Every fag is on the hit list

Smashing glass pas' you fag and breaking bottles

Together all the timethought it was true love

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

I'm done kiss my ass take out the trash you rap fag

I kiss you on the forehead, baby just listen

Pick his fat ass up, and drag that fag into the kitchen