This is a song about "Scotty is a faggot who fucks his mommy"

This faggot doesn't know of his germs inside

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

Like pippen' beaming scotty his back up was rodney

Sitting on the couch, that was my uncle bobby

He storms to his computer room and, types that you're a faggot.

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Who got three dick sucks straight from your mommy

A bunch of knuckle fucks who snuck a buck but it doesn't matter

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Attack a reverend, snap his neck and send that faggot back to heaven

All i hand is, losses i ain't even give bandages, the fucks in a rampage

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

Its time for the new king who is out of his mind

No man alive has ever witnessed struggles i survived