This is a song about "Baseball gay"

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

If you out there let me hear you say

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

Now there fucking dead i've hit them with a baseball bat.

What you want me to say

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

Hit it like a baseball then skip around the bases.

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Im on, im on tha way

Who will make a gay pay.

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

Little gay lookin' boy

Reading shit my critics say

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey