This is a song about "Need faggots homo beating moon"

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

I swear to god i go in on these niggas no homo

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon

Questioning the whole meaning

Got 4 pumps and his heart beating/

If she don't like walk under moon

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Im beating rappers daily

Those faggots won the gay off

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

I got that cold flow, winnipeg, this is work

Beating chatter, your peak is shattered