This is a song about "Rod is a fag"

I can feel your heart beating fast

With a fag dont know to act

Ever since then i had no job

Catching all these fishhhhh with a rod

Cause fab said he looked like a fag at mayweather's pad

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

Beside her head of course, don't be a fag! this is becoming a gag/

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

This is a war zone fag where you at this shit is baghdad

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

You tell me i got swag though, i say you a fag go,

Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back

Make a swag fag keel over when they know there rhymes lag/

‘cuz they say “shoot a fag” and then “sock a bitch”,

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage