This is a song about "Queers and steers"

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

And a fridge and some broccoli

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

It's okay to be scared straight, they said i provoke queers

Double m-g not to mention we got that

And some strawberries and some chocolate

I was born to do the damn thing

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Trust me these queers rushed me for something my cousin devan did

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever

And don't ever (and don't ever)

If you wanted a date, don't come

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun