This is a song about "Gay hobos"

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

Little gay looking boy

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

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

Me and my microphone could be one

You ain't gay, yo a lesbian

And oh, i gotta find my way

Because what you spit is gay,

Round my motherfuckin way

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you

Bring it back to the old days,cause rap is so gay

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say