This is a song about "Gay fat"

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

Little gay lookin' boy

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

Tallk about pussy, which is fat

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Girls, i ask 'em do they smoke

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Then some lady named billie holiday

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

Little gay looking boy

No days off and that's even on a snow day

Makin' toys at my work shop, while y'all are gay,