This is a song about "Making fun of neil"

Im not afraid to kill cops or make fun of fags

Look around, fool, got a wall full of plaques

I'm playing cody, smoking stogies, make the rhythm better

Everyday day at school people makes fun of her,

Spilling blood of rappers, oh what good fun/

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

I'll have you making dozens of faces.

Make fun of your dealings with my millions on fallon/

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

Kids are making fun of me and my feelings are still not tore

Making dollar bills out of music

But it seems like a scene outta flick

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

Of a pig, having fun at a oil rig