start wit some easy shit

itz almost four twenty/and my chronic is plently
rolled up that shit az i zigned on/dont worry ya bout to be gone
the in the dark u iz/while im on stage performinz
ya a meddler bitch, while i peddle/come ta ya city and settle
-sorry, forgot u in canada land/u claim to be a "g", what protectin sand??
only thing in ya land is animals and french/im in tha south and i can smell tha stench --6

and then i suggest ya throw away that pen/give up battlin and go back to men
ohh-sorry ya never left em/u waz right in them
thatz why u call me a fag/say imz drezzin in drag
man my dick for tha women and it drag/unlike ya shit, i can actually were a mag --10

lay off the gay symbolism/we all know u into feminesm
ya outa tha closet before ya speak/in ya mind theirz a leak
"gay" is bein broadcasted in the net/how u think that nice italian ya met gotcha all wet
every one ya speak 2 knows u clear and weak/just by tha way yaz speak
ya like michael jackson/u iz just plain wack son
sayin ya dont fuck boys/sayin u dont got little ninja turtle toyz?16
we know u got a play pen/we know u fuck little boyz named ben
so quit tha frontin player/u might az well be sanfrinsiscos mayer
your sonz azz hurtz so much he needs bayer/im a fag slayer
so az your azz bleeds through tha night/and ya gay bf rubs ya down, tell him ya felt a real hetrosexual's might -20

wasnt feelin, but holla