This is a song about "Gay genius"

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

They be saying jesus, is the best, he's a genius

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

A three minded genius who's never low

Flow creative genius, low creative negligence

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

Going back, evaluating each lines of pure genius.

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

Flow loaded, my genius exploded/

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

Little gay lookin' boy

Oh, why do i live this way

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey