This is a song about "You are a faggot"

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

You faggot just pretending to be

Well i'll use terms that you understand, you are such a faggot

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

And if i do go you better come through

I'm just glad i'm not a faggot like you

That means you're jus a straight up faggot

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

You say that i’m a faggot but it’s pretty ironic

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Na you ain't a faggot you just pop that bubbly

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

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

You in the past me and future on the same watch