This is a song about "Your a faggot"

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

He storms to his computer room and, types that you're a faggot.

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Some jack you for your wallet with guns, like "where's it at faggot?"

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Broke back brothers, you a faggot ass brother

Your all little faggot niggas with your city lost,

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Your a faggot fuckin dyke

And girl you damn right

Worn by a queen or a faggot

Now this shit is turning to a habit