This is a song about "Gay anal"

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Little gay looking boy

Staple ya hands to ya face and make a dyke give you anal

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

Yeah, and make sure everything you say

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

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

My anus is like a tool, such high pressure anal explosion

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Got problems, what? i can't say

Uh, red bottoms and a thong

"you already wrote the gay song