This is a song about "Your a meany"

That moschino shit is so back

Your lyrics sound like your a handicap

Pure as a diamond, your angel, your muse,

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Your a faggot fuckin dyke

She like nigga yeah right

Throw your body in a ditch

And she stripping, go to college

Your lines, better see a physician,

First off congratulations on the win

Your a horse without a saddle

She caught up in my love triangle

Nah, i ain't gonna be embedded in jail

Laylow your a fail, your flows stale,

Pop a bullet in your chest,

Just say he's the best