This is a song about "Gay guys"

While guys were wastin time credit

About some tyga beef shit

It's moe, all i need is more chips

To intercept the bad guys intentions.

Oh, why do i live this way

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Little gay lookin' boy

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

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

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,