This is a song about "These homo kiddies"

Curtains down,go home,end of your homo show

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

Pack your back,go home,get the fuck out homo

You are calling me homo? i will dig a tomb for a mother fucker like you, right in the snow

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

Bitch you thought you're a rap sumo but you're a rap ho-mo,

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

I swear to god i go in on these niggas no homo

Log out bro this site is for adults not a homo

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough