This is a song about "A short gay"

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay

Don't shed a tear, cause mama i ain't happy here

Yall still a few fries short of a happy meal

But my ex is so gay i think he bought a purse

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

People look like they're on some gay shit, they need a facelift

Break himand let him see tha face of a mental patient

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

You aint please me but from a point of view your pic looks gay

You chose a gay r&b beat? are you a psychopath?

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

Eight hundred short a grand for a show, don't care my rent is overdue

Safe haven, on occasion i feel creative, only for a short duration,

Is to be more than just a rap musicianthe elevation of today's generation