This is a song about "Pussy fags"

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

Man is overpowered by over waged fags

She likes the way it hits her lips

Made by sissies, fags and minions

Living out of bags

For you guys i cant cum, fags

Im dissing fags over

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

Killin' wack rappers, backstabbin' backpacker fags

With passion, thrashing at trash and laughing, smashing fags

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Cortinthians is against fags, if im not mistaken