This is a song about "Bradlee gay"

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

But i dont never play

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

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

And we'd laugh at the time id never think your gay

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

And i can't help but stare, cause

Those faggots won the gay off

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Back in the motherfuckin bay

Little gay-lookin boy

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

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

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

Its only for the real mc's not the gay,