This is a song about "Gay girl gang"

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Little gay lookin' boy

I was born in a gang territory

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

But gang banging was an absolute calamity

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Fresh gang and ymk about to kiiiiiiill it!

Real nigga shit i gotta make it one day

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Branko brothers gone and gang wars too

If only i could rap to you

To liberate yourself, africa

Wolf gang we ain't barking, nah

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

What you want me to say