This is a song about "You fag"

You eat a dick like a fag on bath salts

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

With a fag dont know to act

Nigga, this how it sound if a truck could rap

Pointing the mag now you're running like a fag

You big riding fag fuck you and your swag bitch on the rag,

I had the british shows talkin bout bring him back

7 wins, one time beaten by a fag

Then clap then shake it without breaking your back

'cause fab said he looked like a fag

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

And when you say your going for a fag break you don't the ones you tap

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back

Maybe ma style kinda bad fag and whack