This is a song about "Dads gay"

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

My dads deadpool and my mom black widow

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

Especially when i gotta fridge full of vodka cause my dads a drunk at least he

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say

Since when did taking care of your appearance make you gay?

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

We're filled with low-income toothless moms, nascar dads,

Speakin freelyconversatin with my comrades

Who will make a gay pay.

So they taught me to spray

Because what you spit is gay,

Im on, im on tha way