This is a song about "Making fun of someones body"

Make fun of me and yell at me well fine

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

With this heavenly flow bought a hell of whip

Making dollar bills out of music

Making fun of a queer

And never should you tear

Old school convos, talking bout lotto, spreading advice, always a lot of fun

As i read every word that you write, i can only imagine

Fill up the body full of crosses

So i guess that's where i hide my things

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

Stop making me insult you more,respect isnt for fun

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Make fun of your dealings with my millions on fallon/

Never tame to any part of the body/

And the discography, somethin' you got to see