This is a song about "Frank dad gay"

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Tell me how can we live this way

Cause you looking like maxes dad

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Those faggots won the gay off

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

And i ain't trying to land

Tell these thots to go blow the frank

I make forty-some dollars a day

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

Little gay lookin' boy

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

Well its between you and dad