This is a song about "Kevin is homo en heeft maar een bal"

I swear to god i go in on these niggas no homo

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Kevin wish he could to heaven, i'm just guessing

Whilst shouting over my shoulder "no homo!"

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

Ik heb een stroom, dutch, almost like the redbull astronaut

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

Look at all these in-flu-en-ces like in-flu-en-za i'm sick

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

It's hard for kevin and confessing the truth to get along