This is a song about "Gay jack"

And my niggas say

Because what you spit is gay,

Living out of bags

Just grab a jack, and relax

But failure's not an option, jack

She michael jackson bad

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

She said to bad shack, playing me like dice and a jack

What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back

Hit you from a block away

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

"you already wrote the gay song

Now that you’re gone, gone, gone

Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,