This is a song about "Gay hobos"

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

Get in the mood on blacc friday

Forgive me lord, it feels like i commit a sin a day

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

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Little gay looking boy

I don't care what it did to them

You ain't gay, yo a lesbian

Shine up on your soul to keep you safeand all the homies that done passed away

Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay

And oh, i gotta find my way

Because what you spit is gay,

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Yeah, and make sure everything you say

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

How i think about you every day