This is a song about "Being in the closet"

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Looking around in my closet to some dead persons

I got 'em cocked up in the closet like a faggot's room,

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

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

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

The diamonds and the chains, closet of sheep coats,

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Just for me being weird in the past/

I'm multis-swaggin smashin you faggot like playing nintendo, like flies you're dropping

I lost the nails to my closet so imma put the nail in the coffin 'fore everything starts falling,

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

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

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

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