This is a song about "Family treating a member wrong because they were not the beneficiaryr"

Heh, if the autotune's gone

A whole diss on gays and what they do wrong

Not knowing they got they groceries because i bled

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

How wrong you were and you didn't gave it a rest,

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Or that you could ever see me and you in another light

Take a photo with a family member to show the sweeter side

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

Of such a capitalistic mental that they ain’t treating as citizens,

I’m only dealin' with you, nothin' to do with your man

Just because were not the same doesn't mean i'm less than

Sitting on a tree, because we were so free

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Cus what you give me let me know that we'll be alright

We were striding through life, they were a guidance of light