This is a song about "Kick the gay kid"

Fucking the real bitch, rhianna? beyonce? am i gay, fucking eminem?

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Rip this kid to bits kick him in a chair and tape him

I ain't hard to find is the tale that i kick

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Purple label 8 hundred

62. i'm the baddest kid,

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Those faggots won the gay off

Kick to the chest, your ribs go crack

? all white but the phantom is all black

And california on that jerk shit

Say fuck it, before we kick the bucket

Its only for the real mc's not the gay,

I spend it make it right back on a monday