This is a song about "Gay horse"

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

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

Go to your little horse tell girls they need a saddle

And we ain't land on that mr. reagan

You ain't gay, yo a lesbian

'cause i'm comin' at you like a dark horse

I put these poems all in these songs

The horse lied, i've got an odd mind

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

Other cops looking' at me like a dark horse

She say she fucking with me the long way

Cause ur face is manly, like a horse, yelling nay

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

Little gay looking boy