This is a song about "Troy being a fag"

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

‘cuz you’re acting like a motherfucking fag with daddy issues,

7 wins, one time beaten by a fag

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

'cause fab said he looked like a fag at maywhether's pad

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

Pointing the mag now you're running like a fag

I believed in a higher being.

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Took the form of a human being

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

You tell me i got swag though, i say you a fag go,

She drop it low and then she bust moves for the fellow