This is a song about "Gay junior"

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

Little gay looking boy

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

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

Go play with your sex toy

Little gay lookin' boy

Quit the job baby, come and fuck me all day

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

You ain't gay, yo a lesbian

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

Whilst in a school called junior high

"you already wrote the gay song

And before the sun came up, he was gone

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

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