This is a song about "Artist you are gay"

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Hannibal artist, with a flow that leave you lethargic

When it comes to spitting that fire

Wow you heard me you gay pedophile

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you

When love comes callin', don’t look away

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

Go cali,you and arnold,the mayor can make a gay pair

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

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