This is a song about "Pair of fags"

My bars of wrath will smack you retarded fags

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Im not afraid to kill cops or make fun of fags

The fittest crew like a pair of nike jordan tennis shoes,

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Cut you with the same pair of scissors

But underneath this hat was some hair and a pair of horns

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

I wear a pair of beat up and torn sneakers

When they try to teach us, we be in the bleachers

A pair of pretty made up baby blue cold steel staring surprise

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Damn i'm fly, i don't need a pair of shoes

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth