This is a song about "Gay grant"

Until i started to lose my way

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

Shit i support gays, but don't come to me tryna make me gay,"

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

Spoken in tongues rappad is a clinic for shit rappers i grant the funds

Ha, i'm super freaky, no top on the ghini, no flaw in my diamonds

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Grant my acquittal, a committal panorama

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

But i ain't get to see you today

Grant me three wishes and i'll diss three bitches but first is you

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

Haters dont know what to say club feel like the first of the month today

Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay

Little gay looking boy

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