This is a song about "Your a dickhead"

Your a faggot fuckin dyke

No one know what it's like

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

Your thought provokes a a common cold

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Pop a bullet in your chest,

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Quit your job call your boss a slob who needs a wash

Trying to give them light and a message

Your not a thug but your a bitch

Catch you up on places i've been

Your lines, better see a physician,

I'm on my grind

A picture in your mind

Your lyrics sound like your a handicap

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat