This is a song about "Gay bars"

Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way

And u aint even an ordinary child...u r marvelously gay

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

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Not to mention wale is on the way

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you

"you already wrote the gay song

We at the top where we belong

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

And we'd laugh at the time id never think your gay

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Little gay-lookin boy

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

You cant even handle 2 bars