This is a song about "Bro gay"

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

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

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

When love comes callin', don’t look away

And dont you forget it cuz your dead bro.

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

"you already wrote the gay song

We at the top where we belong

Its time for shit to change,word bro

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

This is hip hop for today

Took the van, went snatch her

Right with my bro sniper,

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

Im too rachet too rancid/ charles mansion/ unload with the gun bro