This is a song about "Yoh its harry bruv u get me im a faggot bruv vro tbh"

Try to protect the neck, i ? from ya boo thang

I wouldn't let a faggot touch me if he can.

Its tragic tho, been cast a role to crash into traffic slamming in panic to a faggot hoe

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

You can call me a faggot and make jokes bout my crotch,

I need henny on the rock, my queen top notch

Get u a pot to pee?

Took my heart away from money

Fuck u, u don't get a sign of prevalence

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

But u cut me like a paper cut this time im had enough/

Its y-u-n-double g, and if you trouble me

But five years from now i bet she see