This is a song about "Making fun of their clothes"

We're fucking redneck crackers, making fun of the shit,

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Making dollar bills out of music

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Make fun of my raps, it was an expression

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

These punks would bully me 'cuz of clothes from goodwill,

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

No clothes for those with no physique, making the japanese look like the greeks

These punks would bully me 'cuz of clothes from goodwill,

She seem a little brave, but i sense the fear

Do not attempt to interfere

Making fun of a queer

Spilling blood of rappers, oh what good fun/

Keanu reeves, they tell me i’m the one