This is a song about "Lesbian shit"

Look at her hair accuse her of bein a lesbian, she says hell naw i just like the hair style,

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

You can feel it via spirit

And ain't worryed bout shit.

You ain't gay, yo a lesbian

For the outlawz, here we come

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Y'all needa get ya shit together cause against society you ain't shit

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

Aint this shit easy, talkin big shit

Double m-g not to mention we got that

Blubber and shit in the cupboard and shit

Look inside my closet

You worthless piece of shit