This is a song about "Kade fag"

We race foreign cars, custom models

Smashing glass pas' you fag and breaking bottles

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

Pussy ass fag stop staring at your phone

'cause fab said he looked like a fag

Bring that shit the fuck back

Ya i ain't black but also i ain't fag

And i got that bait, they all bad

I'm feelin' like a platter at phillip's when i rap

I told you bitches thats how it is i aint no fag

80 holes in your shirt, there: your own jamaican clothes

2.0 fully demonstrated so i guess dead dad jokes and fag jokes

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

With a fag dont know to act

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

You eat a dick like a fag on bath salts