This is a song about "Smoking fags"

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Gay basher cuz i smash ''fags'' thats bad

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

Im gonna get glad at you fucking fags

Ya'll sum bitch niggaz a bunch of fags

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

We can do like 8 positions

Made by sissies, fags and minions

We getting money, you can face the facts

I'm doing this for me, myself, and i, fags,

Fags writting raps just to toughen up

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

Throw it in reverse

Smoking sticky fixtures

It’s something that’s in your veins

You fags, send ya to hells gates