This is a song about "This fagot"

Well i think i inherit this

From the d-town to the dmv, got all these bad bitches

This is ice, this is frozen,

There's nothin' like where i come from

Only returns me to this,

No girlfriends, i know a lot of bitches

Then asking my identity

This aint your town, this aint your city

Inglorious bastard before this

The emergency room, gettin stitches

This isnt golf this is a blisterin' assault

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

This gin, till i drink this, yep this shit's gonna last

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

I’ve never felt like this

Ships that sail to distant places