This is a song about "Gay hunter"

When we not in summer

You said i couldnt rhyme right hunter

Little gay lookin' boy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Shit i support gays, but don't come to me tryna make me gay,"

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

Of an odyssey, i’m a block away

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way

Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay

And we'd laugh at the time id never think your gay

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

And if you're the 'king of the jungle', i'm the monarch hunter from hell,

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

Little gay looking boy

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy