This is a song about "Abel ur gay"

And she gon let it loose, hey

Who will make a gay pay.

The glare makes me hard to find

From ur head n' ur mind,

I'm hurtin ur feelins and burnin ur ass ur fragile like glass

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

"you already wrote the gay song

Wonder where i went wrong

Since when did taking care of your appearance make you gay?

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

You know we kick it like everyday

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

Now ur alone livin with ur parents cause ur fucking show up

Little gay looking boy

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy