This is a song about "Gay child"

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

"you already wrote the gay song

So if i do call it's just a check

And that child support still isnt paid yet

I'm hopped up on it, it won't go away

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Child support and welfare

I said hey, you right there

Patience child. i smile upon you.

What preceded was the clue

Free 2pac is all that's on a nigga's mind

And flash back to my memoirs, a playful child

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

So i started goin' wild like a steel jungle child,

Been trying to put it down long after i was signed