This is a song about "Being in the closet"

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Dazed in confusion as the world shows the darkness being proven.

It's odd being in the same room, with the man i killed,

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

I'm the monster in the closet but i'm gay so i'm out

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

They wanna hold us back but we being in the scene

Skeletons in my closet

Get the zippo and spark the shit

It's just about the people being trapped up in our system,

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

The diamonds and the chains, closet of sheep coats,

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Was thrown into my closet, to make room for the chef.