This is a song about "Gay hobos"

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

Makin' toys at my work shop, while y'all are gay,

For us to find our way

Because what you spit is gay,

Those faggots won the gay off

Please hold your applause

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

Another round what the song say

Is heaven just another door? and my people say

Since when did taking care of your appearance make you gay?

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

Little gay lookin' boy

Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay

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