This is a song about "Gay girl"

Why i can't move away

Who will make a gay pay.

Little gay-lookin boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

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

And it begins to phase him more each day

Gay basher cuz i smash ''fags'' thats bad

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

Back in the motherfuckin bay

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

Real nigga shit i gotta make it one day

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

Looking so damn right you're wrong

"you already wrote the gay song