This is a song about "Lady gag"

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

Slowly approach her from behind gag her with chloroform/

Bamas surprised, deprived from attention

I just gets it in first lady queen pin

Beside her head of course, don't be a fag! this is becoming a gag/

Red beam on it like kano back, high price for the volcano rap

As im with the baby mama makin your lady happy

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

The lady loves her will.

That's aids to the ill

And i bet you all them letters in your mailbox waiting

This battles not over till the fat lady sing

You got no room to brag makin me gag your a red flag,

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

I'm after lady boyle

You have laid your footprint in the soil