This is a song about "Johnny ya fag"

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

And it seems that fag mcees hate facts.

You know i love my team, but they couldn't see my vision

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

You eat a dick like a fag on bath salts

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Smashing glass pas' you fag and breaking bottles

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

I'm johnny manziel, now watch the magic happen

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

So imma call ya, fag cause in fact i don't know your gender

Try to keep your spirits up, lil vodka whatever

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

7 wins, one time beaten by a fag