This is a song about "Wallace the fag"

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

I told you bitches thats how it is i aint no fag

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

Been in conceptual protection since the specter of wallace

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Knock out the first fag that comes with my punch lines

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

More known then mister christopher wallace

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Yeah man rhyming all out like doctor suess and christopher wallace,

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

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

And it seems that fag mcees hate facts.

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks