This is a song about "Gay alex"

I do it my way, mofuck' what ya'll say

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Little gay looking boy

Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

"you already wrote the gay song

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

Then some lady named billie holiday

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

Since when did taking care of your appearance make you gay?

Its only for the real mc's not the gay,

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way