This is a song about "Family gay"

So they taught me to spray

Because what you spit is gay,

I've got health and family,

A happy home, that's my fantasy

K family, billionaires

I can taste the salt from my tears

I pray for my family

And losin all his money

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

Little gay looking boy

Visiting the family

Just to go to liv on a sunday

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

Most times when a liquor all gone

"you already wrote the gay song