In West Philidelphia, born and raised In the anus is where I got most of my AIDS Chillin' bout, fudge packin', ass relaxin' all stool And all spooging some faggot out behind the school When a couple of fags, they were up to no good Started a rotisserie in the locker room I got in one little tight during the AIDS scare And he ran off with his arms flailing and gay flare I whistled at a fab and when he came near He pulled down his pants and put his dice in my rear If anything I could say that this BAB was queer But I thought, Nah, I can't get AIDS, Blow holmes 'till I'm there! I pulled up to the clinic about 7 or 8 And I smelled like a faggot, I'll take a shower later They looked at my rectum I went to terminal care To never be able to sit down again on my derriere