This is a song about "Gay as beats"

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

White mans world that i'm livin' in, some say

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

You troubled boy,your keep getting pushed in the lockers little gay boy,skinny as fuck

Cause it's friday, it's blacc friday

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Say i rap quick as i sneeze, yeah i'm back mixin the beats

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

No time to plot retreats

While im rapping flows on beats

Those faggots won the gay off

Please hold your applause

Little gay looking boy

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy