This is a song about "Sydnee is a fag"

You shouldn't have used my face for punching bag you fucking fag,

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

When i set my bars on this frenzied fag

Cus if your love was all i had

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

Pointing the mag now you're running like a fag

You eat a dick like a fag on bath salts

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

I shit on you fag, with a giant poo

Grew with disdain though i hate whoever ain't you

7 wins, one time beaten by a fag

The door crack, niggas all black

You big ass motherfuckin' fag!

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

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