This is a song about "Dylan s gay"

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Little gay-lookin boy

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

Little gay looking boy

She on molly, she with mary, at the same damn time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

Then some lady named billie holiday

Yeah you can call that nigga gay