This is a song about "Bobbys gay"

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Chill with my crew on blacc friday

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

Call yourself yung jay cos you're new you're gay

Little gay looking boy

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay

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

Little gay lookin' boy

He's a buster anyway, i can take him any day

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

Board of administration, yeah we here to stay

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

"you already wrote the gay song

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong