This is a song about "Queers"

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

I've gathered every feminist, so queers could hate it,

Now if you give us a chance

I hate you queers and some drags

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

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

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

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

Leave queers in tears, fear this thin bombardier

I wish i could live with no fear

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

That's right i discovered it and shit it will give you queers the night scares,