This is a song about "Panty fag"

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

Ya i ain't black but also i ain't fag

So imma call ya, fag cause in fact

That we can't forget the past

Luckily i crushed that "fag" reputation three girlfriends later,

Chasing your dreams instead of chasing a niggas paper

I'm done kiss my ass take out the trash you rap fag

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

I'll be whipping this fag / while hes sitting in class

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

'cause fab said he looked like a fag

That we ain't never had

Pussy ass fag stop staring at your phone

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

Im the ultimate ruse double cup boozin, womans panty loosens

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings