This is a song about "Closeted gay"

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

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

Bring it back to the old days,cause rap is so gay

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

I was gonna write you a poem today

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

You ain't gay, yo a lesbian

Because what you spit is gay,

Underrated some would say

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

O conquered coke hits in his gay car

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

Little gay looking boy

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

You make a nigga's night turn day