This is a song about "Ty the queer"

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

Did i mention everybody despises me because i'm a "queer"?,

No badass here, just a slacking rat racing queer.

Rocking my peers and putting suckas in fear

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Black fours red drop head doors

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Top story, tiger woods be fucking all these white hoes

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Hell yeahwould you kill for me nigga?on my grandmother, nigga

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Vocal battleship queer took yo career and just sunk it

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream