This is a song about "Killin gays"

Yeah i'm killin this beat

Me and my peeps often meet

Y’all sing amazing grace, and yet pray hate for gays,

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Killin' ya out of your speakers.

I don’t be stressed like relaxed muscles

The blacks with the gays, man it's two bad troubles,

Wont quit bitch till gays cease to exist

You know i stick to the script

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

She'll watch any video, anything, she'll watch a video full of gays

This is like riding through the city

Didn't know you were killin me