This is a song about "Diss gay"

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

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

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

And i be talking about me, i do this

Because this record is only to diss

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

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Little gay looking boy

Because what you spit is gay,

To throw it all away

And that little nigga nigga, thinks its okay

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